We’d bought a house together. We had a son together. We’d been married 6 weeks.

It was all insanely great. 1 thing was missing: we needed a pet.

I really loved the grey one Whiskas were running in their  adverts at the time.

My ex called me and told me of a friend who’s cat had a new litter of kittens she needed to re-home, one of them grey.

We headed over that weekend.

This poor scrawny little thing, so under-nourished, full of fleas, scared, instantly bonded with my wife who held her in her arms and gave her perhaps her first ever cuddle.

No question, this cute little kitten was coming home with us.

That was 17 years ago today.

We lost her last year. The emptiness of her passing still noticeable. But the memory of her time with us such a source of joy. The best £20 I ever spent. 

RIP Socks. X

/Andy