Samson spent his last morning in the kitchen getting in the way as the harvest loaf was being made. We trod on his tail several times, and he got covered in flour. At one point he tried to get upon to the table and see what there was to eat. He died peacefully on Saturday Evening, a much loved member of the family.
Samson is under the table out of picture, BUT VERY MUCH THERE |
3 comments:
Very nice, thanks for sharing.
I'm so sorry to hear Samson has gone. I liked reading his perspectives and opinions. I am sure Miss Tilney will be sorry too, she didn't know many other blogging cats.
Margaret x x x
Mr Samson was – obviously – handsome and intelligent and had, by the grand age of 18, accomplished what God expected of him. He was loved and gave love.
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