Sleep well Tintin, my big black cat, my first pet friend and friend to all those who came after, welcoming them when they arrived. Never a cross word to any of them despite their lack of manners at times. You had a very poor start to life and you were very misunderstood at the very beginning, hissing, biting and scratching, no-one wanted you but if only they knew that with just one kindly stroke you were the biggest baby. A big cat with a very big heart.
I know Roly will miss you, his baby sitter and he is very quiet today sleeping in your bed.
Sleep well my baby girl
