A sad farewell to Pax

Pax's last daySadly this was taken just a few hours before Packington (Pax) had his last of many visits to the vet, when he was finally put to sleep in Lydia’s arms.

On leaving the vet’s Lydia asked me to turn right on a road we had only ever been part-way down (as going straight home didn’t feel right). Eventually the road passed a house which we had tried to buy just before our current one. That was the first surprise. Lydia asked me to stop at a pub in the middle of nowhere so we could sit and talk. The beer was called “Copper Dragon” (Pax’s coat goes copper in the summer and his nickname is the “black dragon”). The pub had a table which was covered in pottery and other ornamental cats. Once we’d set off again the road took us through the countryside and straight past the only other house we had been so close to buying before Hill View. Packington is already desperately missed.

There will be more photos to follow in the next few days at Pax’s very own photo set

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2 Responses to A sad farewell to Pax

  1. Bambi says:

    I am so sorry for yours and Lydia’s loss, Lee. Such a tough thing to go through. Our thoughts and prayers are with you both.

  2. Vincent says:

    I have two enduring memories of Pax, the first is walking into the living room at Artlegarth seeing Pax sat on Shirley’s lap. She was happily stroking him; this from a woman who has always been afraid of cats and still is. He was the first and probably the last cat to get away with this. The second is being in bed and woken up by a Pax on the face, he wanted to be fed and clearly thought that sticking his tongue in my ear would do the trick.

    I am so sorry for your loss.

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