In April 2015 Midnight my Bombay cat (15) died and my heart was broken which is minor in comparison to the loss felt by his cuddling mate Tabby Mae and his feral  younger mate ginger cat Ruby! My Chihuahua Pepi was more relieved than sorry because these two males only tolerated each other for my sake. So the competition was now gone. I cried buckets and nearly a year afterwards I’m more settled. However, I underestimated the grieving which Mae is still undergoing. Even though Pepi cuddles up to Mae and Ruby likes tough love cuddling which Mae fears, it’s not the same as with Midnight.
This was sadly confirmed when I gave the cats some prawns which they turned their noses up at and I murmured that Midnight liked prawns! I will never mention his name again in front of her because Mae spent hours searching for Midnight under the lounge, table and bed. Finally she sat with me and I consoled her. Midnight was an affectionate, responsive cat with a purr that sounded like a lawnmower. He’s so missed 💔
