Martin Green's Blog

This blog is here for my family and friends. I'm hopeless at writing letters. I promise to keep in touch but seldom do. So, since much of my life is spent sitting at my keyboard I decided to create a diary that those who were interested could stop by now and again to find out what I was up to. If you just happened upon it you're welcome to stay. I'm not inviting comments, after all this is my blog and who cares what you have to say... get your own blog (hahaha!). But messages are welcome (hint to family and friends!) and I'll do my best to reply.

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R.I.P. Tolly (1994-2007) [20 June 2007]    Tolly died yesterday. He was thirteen, not that old for a cat, and had lived with us for the last three years. We used to joke that he must have had a hard life because he seemed so much older than his years. He had become increasingly feeble over recent months and last week-end he became unwell and seemed to be in some distress. So we had to make that most heartbreaking decision to have him put to sleep. We took him to the vet and I managed to retain my composure until the last minute, when the tears came. But the end was quick and painless and he left us without fear or pain and in the arms of those who loved him. Today I buried him in the shade of a hazel tree in our garden, near where he liked to sit and snooze, with pile of logs to protect his bones from the foxes. Next year we shall have a fine crop of hazel nuts. Tolly was a loving cat who craved affection. He liked to be with us whatever we were doing and spent much of his day sitting behind my chair as I worked. This morning I turned to greet him as I heard the familiar tick-tick-tick of his claws on the wooden floor of my office but, of course, he wasn't there. And his cushion at the foot of my bookcase was empty. Maybe he was just coming to say goodbye. God bless Tolly. We will miss him.