A letter to Ruby, my son’s sorely missed cat

A letter to Ruby, my son’s sorely missed cat

I felt the need to buy you a tin. I chose a vintage pattern, a cheap Orla Kiely copy: cream, flowers with brown stems and green heads. Its lid was mint green. There was a moment when I told myself it’s what you would have picked, that you’d like the flowers. I quickly quelled this lie. You didn’t have opinions on patterns or prints. The alternative had rabbits on, and deer. A joyful nature scene. It seemed unfair to bring other animals into this moment, even fake ones.
You are the first love that my boy has lost. I told him I was taking you to the vet, that you were unlikely to return home... read more

16 March 2019 in Lifestyle, Views: 60
Source: Guardian

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