I started this blog as a cat blog named for the venerable old Tabby and in due course - earlier this year - it was her time to creep into Schroedinger's Box and take on the indeterminate status of someone or something loved but no longer present.
There was no question of replacing her. Not at first, anyway. And the blog? Meanwhile, it has become a bird blog!
And now the cat grief is not so keen and the kittens are starting to bloom all around in time for Christmas, and the cat thoughts come back - what fine friends they make, how elegant they are, what lessons they have for us.
And then there's the thought of the damage one cat can do, in a lifetime, in the kind of area where we now live, near where so many exquisitely beautiful birds breed and feed.