Even the stoutest heart........

[cozietoesie]

......will one day falter.

I'm afraid that Seniorboy died late this afternoon. At the vet's. I have some very very fine whisky waiting to salute him with and I am just going to go and light a candle for him. I probably won't be around for a few days - or if I am, you'll have to bear with some rather tipsy posting.

My Darling old lad.

Here's a nice article from The Numan Cozie, a fellow animal lover/activist. He donates to a lot of shelters. I think Celia Hammond's one of them. Please don't murder me in my sleep if I'm wrong about him supporting CH, TCN.

Ooh yes I think you need to do something nice for you too! Distraction seems to be key though, so you'll know best what suits you.

Now why do I receive the impression that you're a Numan fan, Mantra?

Thanks all. The carpets are now mostly cleaned and the floors etc all washed. I'm still perched on the edge of the bed but old habits die very hard indeed.

Hope today is a peaceful one Cozie; all that housework highly impressive.

Mr C has had mad runaround and is now doing Noisy Ham Purr.

It might be an idea not to get too used to having the whole bed, you know. But you should definitely try it a bit, you can always switch back to the 6-inch Rule if nec. Really wriggle those toes....maybe get a new pillow as a treat for yourself.

Off to get the ham out.

Nothing but love for The Numan Cozie.

Mr C's Ham Purr - now wishing I had ham in the house, (for me though) I do have the makings of a bacon sandwich...

Might you take a bit of time out to just be, today, C? Maybe practice some mindfulness? Or sit in yer pants for a while, watching mindless stuff? I remember you giving me the this advice. But without the pants bit.

What brilliant advice from M Cozie, to be taken at your leisure.

Mr C is no longer on double sweets to honour Seniorboy, the immediate mourning period now completed.The ham's run out. Had an argument which went on for a very undignified length of time. I won. Let this be the start of a new era!

How are you doing today Cozie? Perhaps taking a break from all the Spring cleaning, and having a bit of a relax?

I just had to had to practically rugby tackle LM and his Pokey Paws in order to stop a very tacky, yet oh so retro pineapple shaped sweetie dish from being swept off the desk.

Sorry to hear this Cozie, tough time for you.

Thanks Gee. (And Mantra.) I'm better this weekend.

It makes me happy you're feeling a bit better, C.

Just had to run across the room clapping hands and shouting, "NOOoo" at LM. Again. My neighbours will probably call the RSPCA, because of all the shouts and hand-claps.... My hands sting now.

Shall I send the idiot savant Little Monsieur for a holiday with you?

I'm glad you're doing better

Glad the mourning is mildly more manageable C. There is a corner of a foreign field that is forever Seniorboy. A copse peopled by roving vast, noisy Siamese.

Are you doing anything nice today?

I'm back to the house clearance for the charity for a poor old gent who died in our local hospice & lived up the road. His grieving nephews are skipping with joy, the house is worth twelve million. That's human grief in London now, sign of the times, innit.

When I was growing up in Fulham you couldn't get rid of those big gloomy places in Pollution Villas for love or money. Also I'm sure everyone who did end up there has snuffed it of diesel diseases tho I was too polite to ask.

What I'm not too polite to say - OH GOD, the allergens. The old gent left us his bric a brac, or his relations did. Me, the manager, the other volunteer, all dived into the poor man's possessions and came out with... hives, retching and frightful wheezing.

But we had to persevere because we need the money, not least because Old Gent RIP spent several months in the hospice at 15k a week and it's free to him, it's us lot that make the money.

NO idea what it can be, can't be petrol, and anyway I am immune Londoner. Manager has had to have day off. I was sick on the bus :)

Now done it for 2 days and have the face of a beef tomato, inhaler constantly on the go, scratching madly like Mr C :) Insisting on washing everything in case it gets passed on to a customer. Last day today.

Just checking in to let you know I'm thinking of you C, and wishing you well.

Maybe your deceased client threw loads of that itching powder you used to buy in joke shops into his possessions, hoping his wanky nephews would feel the benefit, L? I sprinkled an entire packet in my father's pants drawer when I was small. Sadly he didn't see the joke. I found it hilarious though.

That was nice what you said about the copse - DH has one named for him. Maybe it's the same one that the noisy Siamese go...

Cozie, sorry to hear about your boy. What a wonderful photo of him! I'm so glad you can rest easy about the fact he had a decent life. It makes all the difference. I came on here when my boy had cancer and had to be pts. I was in turmoil about trying to string him along on steroids. However, I remember you said it is better a day too early, rather a day too late. So although I felt the loss, at least I don't have guilt about him suffering any more than he should have. Thank you and take heart that Seniorboy was one lucky dude.

Actually I have first dibs on sending Cozie a cat. It's a longstanding arrangement. I'm just waiting for her address which I'm sure she'll pm me any day.

Lana That sounds awful. What on earth can have set you all off like that?. Is there a fungal or mould growth in the house?.

I expect Cozie's carefully typing out her home address right now Fluffy. Right this second.

Good luck to DH re getting the little lad into the basket!

God knows what flourished in House of Poison. It's empty now. Never again. I rather feel for the poor brutes who fork out 12m only to be gassed, but I should think the house has been snapped up already, that's how fast they go round these parts.

I just hope we raise some money for the hospice, which might someway towards ameliorating my residual anaphylactic shock.

Dear Goodness. Rehome ASBO? This city's not big enough for him.

Mind you Lana I'd be cock a hoop if someone left me a house worth that much. The new owners will no doubt have the cash to fix whatever's in there.

Ok, I'll keep him but don't say I didn't offer.

F the bereaved family were tearful with glee. I say good on 'em, they were really nice and helped us move stuff.

I hope Fluffy's moving offer, which so caringly sprang unbidden from the truly selfless part of her soul, has not triggered the urge for a Large One, no ice, Cozie.

I thought of you and senior today Cozie. I took huge pup to a local kennels to use their secure field. They have a cattery too. The chattiest Siamese on the planet felt the need to tell me all about it. Naturally I chatted back. You have to don't you?

I believe it's obligatory.

Transfixed by thought of you popping your address down here helpfully, C and thinking no more of it, until your poor postman weaves up to the door with six catbaskets every morning for ten years.

Big cats, little cats, thin cats, fat cats, black cats, white cats, orange cats, tabby cats, fluffy cats, sleek cats, squeaky cats, howling cats.....say what you like, it would fix the pesky Lik-e-Lix issue.

It would fix me as well!

Just seen this, I'm so very sorry cozie!!

Thanks, Midnight. He was a good lad who had a good - and very long - life. I'm sore at his loss but grateful for the years I had with him.