Kaspar
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Kaspar (198?- 2002)
The little brown cat followed my sister home from the shops.
Supposedly.
Knowing my sister, she probably led him with a scent trail of something tasty. Golden pools of late afternoon sun for eyes and the chocolate swagger of his tail begged my parents for asylum from stray-catdom. His real cat’s purr – loud enough to hear across a room – was loud enough to make his case for joining the family.
He stayed comfortably draped across our lives, perfectly meeting an unspoken need for his soothing presence in the house, until this Sunday when he slipped unobtrusively out, leaving many memories and a little brown cat shaped hole in each of us. …(by Dr Anita Link of Wilston Vet)