Poppit had lived with us for about a year. She was a little blind cat that we found in our garden some time ago, and gradually coaxed into the house. Once in, she never left again. She was the perfect little cat, and would site happily on whichever lap she was placed. If a lap wasn’t available, she would invariably wobble her way over to the piece of floor near the boiler where the hot pipe was closest.

I will really miss her.

Poppit

Poppit

Poppit

Poppit