Basil was my Mum's cat and has been very much a part of our family for many years.
He was a sweet, loving boy and a typical cheeky (and permanently hungry!) Devon Rex. He was also very cuddly and great with my Nephew Jack, Mum's other two cats and the poodles.
At nearly 18 years of age he had been slowing down in recent months, but then yesterday at 3 am he had a stroke and lost the use of his legs on one side. Mum managed to get an emergency appointment at the vets right away but his prognosis wasn't good and so she made the difficult decision to let him go.
We are all very very sad, but letting him go with dignity and kindness was what our special little chap deserved.
I know that we are all going to miss him lots. The sofa at Mum's will always feel empty without him and we will be able to open the fridge without him trying to climb inside. I guess it is always the silly little things that you miss the most.
Basil has been laid to rest in his favourite spot in the garden.
Sleep tight Basildon Bond. Thank you for all of the love ❤️
