Many of you will have followed my writing about my old cat Miss Betsy-girl.
She was my sweet companion for 21 years but our happy trails together ended a couple of weeks ago.
Miss Betsy passed away peacefully here at home and now rests under her favourite pink hibiscus tree out in the front garden.
I find myself looking for her. I miss her wee face looking down at me as I go up the stairs, and the meow she always greeted me with.
As old as she was, she came down here to the Writing Place most days to sit with me while I worked and then I'd carry her back upstairs for lunch. And that's a lot of outdoor stairs!
We shared so much life together, and 21 years feels like a lifetime. She was a loyal and dear friend and the life she enjoyed here was as close to perfect as it could be for an adventurous and strong cat. She had all of this natural bush to enjoy, and loved getting up onto the roof to survey her kingdom and watch the birds.
Rest well my dear girl and thank you for all of the many gifts you gave me.