I thought I’d write a quick post about my lovely little cat, Oscar (so-called because dad won a BAFTA and decided it simply was not complete without an Oscar to go with it. . He’s 16 years old (I think – could very well be 15 or 17 – I forget..) and has just gone blind.
The vet says he’ll learn his way about so long as no furniture gets moved (the mother is now on a re-arranging ban- you’d be surprised how much one woman can move in short spaces of time) but he’s struggling a bit, the poor dear.
It’s ever-so sad watching him when he catapults into a chair leg or turns around and whacks straight into the oven.
Bless.
Love, Laugh, Liverty x
