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Diary – Monday 12th January 2014

A day spent almost entirely online – I feel like a character in Tron, except I’ll just be chased round the game matrix by words and letters.

I helped my Mum fold down our dining table, which was set larger for entertaining guests over Xmas. It would have been an easy job to restore it to its smaller size alone without my Mum hovering, yelling ‘watch your fingers, ooh can you manage, ooh it’s not quite in place yet,’etc.

She took my two ageing cats to the vets. One is fine but the ginger tom, Sam is getting very frail and losing balance, having already gone stone deaf. The vets are going to monitor his progress over the next three weeks and decide then whether or not to put him down. It’s like having a cat on Death Row now.

Arthur Chappell

Image Credit » Photo Sam, my sixteen year old cat, taken by me.

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luisga814 wrote on January 13, 2015, 6:07 AM

Sam is also the name of my eldest son. He is now nine years old.

BodieMor wrote on January 13, 2015, 7:59 AM

Aw, too bad about Sam. We lost our old cat, Rudy, who came to me on Mothers Day 16 years ago and "left" on my November birthday. He had an alley cat birth under a big receptacle at a store called "Rudy's Hardware". He suddenly sickened, and just after I arranged to have him euthanized, he chose to die with no help, purring, surrounded by our family of people and pets.

Telynor wrote on January 15, 2015, 10:34 PM

So sorry to hear about your ginger tom. It's heartbreaking to get to that point in their lives when their health begins to fail; but you are doing the right thing in having the vets monitor him.

bestwriter wrote on January 20, 2015, 8:22 AM

When it comes to taking decisions whether or not to put down our pets it turns out to be the worst day of our life. We have had such experiences.