Goodbye to our funny little minxy moo cat Mindy. I was there when she was born in a cupboard at my sister's house sixteen years ago and Damian and I were with her yesterday, holding and stroking her when she died. Full of character, Mindy came into her own when she became our only cat. Lover of hot spots, even ones that contained a dog in the shape of Lottie. Hider under umbrellas. A great chaser and nifty right hook when playing with a toy. Lover of my most expensive cashmere cardigans. Drinker of my bedroom glasses of water. Nester in Damian's fleece. A frequent companion during meditation moments and in my sewing room. Very much missed xxx
