It is with a very heavy heart this evening that I tell you that our lovely black and white puss Ali passed away this afternoon. He had been slowly going down hill for a few weeks and really looking his age which we estimate to be around 20. He came into our lives around about 1991 when I kept seeing him skulking around the garden but would never come near us. Eventually we were able to gain his trust and he made his home with us, Rocky our dog at that time and another puss called Jess. Sam who was nearly 3 by then wanted to name him Annie but it soon became apparent that Annie needed a more masculine name so sounding like Annie we chose Ali – Ali Cat. He was a really loving cat and in his younger days would go for a walk with us into the village, only going so far and then on our journey back would leap out at us unsuspecting to greet us with many miaows and then journey home with us. The last couple of years he lost his hearing and with this he became more vocal and as he couldn’t hear himself he thought neither could we so he upped his volume. We should have realised that his days were nearing an end as he became much quieter vocally in the last couple of weeks. We were home for lunch as usual today whereupon Ali was wandering around when he suddenly collapsed in the hall unable to get up. With a very leaden heart we took him to the vets where cuddling him close the vet quietly eased his passing.
He now lies in the garden under some trees where he used to love to lie in the dappled sunlight, close to his old friend Jess. Sweet dreams Ali Puss, we shall miss you xxxxx