What can I say about Sonic (full name Super Sonic Dreadnaught)?  Feisty Lady, Black Panther and bane of all other cats’ lives spring to mind.

SonicIn her youth she would not have looked out of place on a T.V. ad or on the cover of a box of chocolates with her perfectly formed little face and luxurious long black fur.   

She disliked all other cats, although when she was a kitten she didn't mind the resident cats until she reached the age of 10 when there was an influx of kittens in the house.  They were not worried by her screaming abuse at them and chasing them (in fact they thought it great fun).  At this point she went to live with my daughter, Carey, and enjoyed being queen of all she surveyed and quite the only cat.  Woe betide any of the neighbouring cats who strayed into her garden.  Even as age overtook her she could still put on a lightning turn of speed when her garden was invaded. 

Sadly as time passed she started to suffer with dementia and would constantly scream day and night if she could not see Carey.  It ended up with the poor girl not getting any sleep as Sonic having got up in the night kept getting lost.  It was decided that Sonic would return to me and see how she fared back here as Carey was moving to live with her boyfriend and he was not keen on having an aged smelly cat around. 

SonicI did have my doubts about uprooting the old girl, but she took her return here like a duck to water.  She took over my bedroom and became a whirling dervish at any cat that dared enter her chamber.  Both Carey and I were delighted at the success of the move, and me even more so as she stopped screaming.  Possibly this was because she did not go beyond my bedroom door (although of course she was free to wander at will), and it was only a couple of days before her death that she started to emerge from the bedroom and go into other rooms. 

One evening I could not find her, panic set in as to where she could be.  I was amazed when I opened the door and she was outside.  Could it be that she knew her time was up and had decided that she wanted to visit her old haunts for the last time. 

She slipped away from this life at 3.30 a.m. on the 26th October 2010.  I was with her to the last and it was so hard to see her go.  She fought hard to keep living, but sadly her body gave up in the end. 

Goodbye old girl, we will never stop loving you and we will all be together again one day.  Sleep tight.

SONIC 1991 - 2010

Sue Fallon

 


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