Ordinary Tabby

When I was a little girl, I used to play in our local park, which is lovely and surround an old castle. Us local kids played there  all the time, imagining all kinds of wonderful fairy tales.

There are lots of little nooks and hideaway holes and somewhere in a lovely little open spot there´s a memorial.

It´s a small head stone, thanking the “Bristly Haired Creature that came in from the dark one night” for all the years she was a trusted companion. It took me years to realize that the aformentioned creature was not some kind of fantasy monster, but the owner´s cat.

After I figured it out, at first I was slightly disappointed that it was all just for a cat, but over the years I started to love that memorial all the more, because it was simply for a stray kitty who wandered in through the open window one summer night, over a hundred years ago. I don´t own a castle, yet, but I´d like to give my pets as memorable a send off as well!