Unexpectedly this morning we lost our darling Charlie Cat, expert mouse hunter, nanny to the lambs, and Vincent's partner in crime.
Poor Charlie was happy as can be right up to the end. A trip to the vet found a bladder stone that was unable to be removed and there too much damage to anticipate recovery. He was put to sleep and is home again waiting for a spot overlooking the sheep pastures - an excellent view with lots of great mousing spots - just like he would have liked it.
We'll miss you, Charlie. The barn feels emptier without you already.