An old picture from the archives. Rather sad; Malteser and Cosmo (furthest from the camera) have both died. Nearer to us are Florence and Willow.
Category Archives: Cosmo
A Cat A Day 2013 #43
An old picture which makes me sad. Cosmo died unexpectedly in November and we all still miss him badly. Ted’s nickname for him was King, perhaps because he was so huge and indeed, king-sized.
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A Cat A Day 2013 #2
Cosmo (seen here on the right, with Willow) fell ill on 18th November and on the 22nd he died. It was a rare liver problem, which baffled the vet at first.
He was a great big handsome, gentle and loving cat. We were shocked and heartbroken to lose Cosmo and will continue to miss him every day for a long time. Poor old chap.
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A Cat A Day: 44/366
I didn’t post yesterday, so this is my second offering today.
I have spent hours today noodling purposelessly on the internet. Among the pointless things I have come across is a meme about cat breading. Yes, ‘breading’, not ‘breeding’. Of course, I had to waste a slice of plastic white and jump immediately on that bandwagon. I’m very easily led…
Willow saw what was coming and escaped before I could torment him too. I completely understand if you now unfriend me on FaceBook and unfollow me on Twitter.
A Cat A Day: 40/366
Part of a gentle slow-motion washing-wrestling match between Cosmo and Florence.
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A Cat A Day: 32/366
Tonight, I have been playing nicely with Pixlr-o-Matic.
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A Cat A Day: 27/366
Florence, Willow and Cosmo not posing, but posing. Malty’s hanging on, but the end is near.
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A Cat A Day: 22/366
There are four cats in this picture. Can you spot the kitten?
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A Cat A Day: 15/366
Isobel took this close-up photograph of Cosmo. I love how she has captured the detail of his facial markings.
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A Cat A Day: 14/366
Finally, after two weeks, all four cats nesting together. Florence has officially settled in.
I am worried about Malteser. I suspect his days are numbered; he’s eating and drinking, but is weak and wobbly. A difficult winter this year.
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