Monday, January 22, 2007
This time last year
Remembering Fred and Ginger. Ginger died this time last year, Fred only a few weeks before her. When I first spotted them behind a flowerpot in the garden, I had no idea that that these two would be quite unlike all the other feral cats that 'owned' our garden over the years. Fred was the front man, a little cheeky comedian, always running out to greet us as we came home but when he disappeared I realised (with some surprise) that gentle, frail little Ginger who hid behind him was a very special little cat too.
I have another reason to remember the 21st and 3oth of January too so it's become a bit of a sombre month for me.