She was three. Seemed in perfect health. Didn't notice when I got up (didn't have my glasses on) but when I went back in for their bowl I noticed her sister desperately licking her face
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Have already made enquiries for another, as I don't want her sister to be on her own for too long, but, unfortunately, it's not that easy where I live. I'll keep my fingers crossed, and in the meantime give her lots of hugs and attention (which she won't be too thrilled about, but never mind). Considered bringing her into the office today (wouldn't be the first time I've taken a wee furry in with me) but she attacked breakfast with vigour so I think she's ok.
RIP Polly xxx