RIP Jess
My 19 - very nearly 20 - year old cat Jess died today after two difficult days of becoming steadily weaker. She'd been alive longer than I have and I'd never lived in a house without her there. She was a total pain in the arse, she meowed at 5 AM, covered me in fur everyday, and never worked out how to use the cat flap unless we lifted the flap for her, and I know I'm going to miss her loads. Here's to one hell of a cat, I'll never forget you, because my hand is still scarred from when you scratched me in my sleep. xx
