Harry Sirius "DumDum" Potter, 2001-2015

I'm pretty sure no-one reads this blog anyway, so I might as well use it to eulogise one of my best friends of the last 14 years. Harry was an odd cat. He was spoiled rotten and so talkative he'd give a Siamese a run for it's money. But he was full of love and cuddles. Sleeping in your lap, on your arm, underneath the covers with - you name it, he'd do it. He was a bit on the paranoid side, as some cats are, but if he warmed up to you, you had a friend for life. Unless you were a cat of course. He strongly disliked other cats, up to and including his room mate for 12 years, Gimmi, and his newest flatmate Clara. If it had four paws and fur, he disliked it. With one exception; During the one year when he lived alone with my mother, he developed a strong bond with the neighbours cat, a sterelised female named Kenneth. Sadly, Kenneth met with an accident, and upon her disappearance, Harry mourned his friend for months. After tonight, hopefully, they will be able to play and groom each other once again. And maybe he'll even get the opportunity to give Gimmi a second chance. During these past six months, Harry has struggled with an illness affecting his breathing, and tonight, after having lost the ability to purr - something he did almost constantly at the merest touch - and instead coughing and gasping for air when trying to do so, we knew that it was time to let him rest. Harry was loved, and will be loved forever more. The love he gave us in return, everyday, for fourteen years will without a doubt last beyond our own lifetime. He will be missed, he will be loved.