She was my baby … the one who chose me when I went to rescue a kitten from the Cat Adoption Centre.
I loved her so much …
But Izzy left me. After I left the house and moved into my own flat, Izzy didn’t come home (to the old house) any more. She packed up her toys and found a new home somewhere.
There aren’t many things I miss about my old life … I don’t miss being married, or living in a three bedroom house, or being a size 8, or all the stuff that I dragged around for years. But I do miss Izzy.
I’ve already decided on the title of my book …
But Most of All I Miss the Cat
I hope your new life is as wonderful as mine little puss xx
