Goodbye, Baby Marbles

Baby Marbles is no more, sadly. She died on March 31st, as the hour changed. Found outside early in the morning quite stiff. I buried her in the back garden, marked like Phoebe with daffodils.

She was a good cat. You may view her many moods over at her Instagram page. More often than not, recently, she has been found sleeping; she was slowing down, except for the mad skittering around at 3 am.

But here I show her proud and alert, overseeing the back garden. Not that she was up to chasing other cats, or pigeons; she was a small cat, not very intelligent, but cute. And I never managed to teach her to sit on my lap.

I've backdated this post, written on June the 7th.