One of my oldest cats, Sophie (a.k.a. Sophie-Kitten) died today in England.
She was about 24 years old and had lived a wonderful life. My parents and I got her when she was just a tiny kitten back when I was younger and living in England with my parents. I moved to The Netherlands 13 years ago and have other cats now but have been back and seen the others at my parents place several times over the years.
Sophie had a lovely nature and was a cheek little scamp. She never really grew very big and always looked like a young kitten, no matter how old she got.
She had almost boundless energy and could jump up to the highest places in the house, looking down on us with a very proud look as she sat there!
She used to love sitting on my shoulders and would eagerly jump up on them any chance she got. She also used to enjoy sitting on my stomach while I had a bath!
Rest in peace Sophie, we shall all miss you.