Seven weeks went by and we changed from end of summer to deep dark, damp winter. That’s what it seems like anyway. It’s a long time since Humphrey left us and Midge and Oscar came.
It’s an even longer time since Fred left the house, and Dougall and I weren’t even alive then. Yesterday was his Thinking day and Mummy thought about him a lot. She talked to me about him during our morning cuddle too. She said only Hector remembers Fred, George, and Hugo now, and I should learn all I can from him so I can pass on their wisdom to the next generation. Continue reading “Seven weeks went by”