Our big brown boy got weaker overnight, and there was nothing more the vet could do.  We went this morning to say goodbye to him and held him while the vet let him go.  It was very quick. He was very very tired. He still managed to ask for cuddles and pur a little, but he was a shadow of himself. He was such an active energetic cat, who would walk for miles with me and the dogs and more or less feed himself on rats and rabbits in the summer. I feel he stayed with us because he liked us, not because we fed him.

This is how I shall always remember him.

I won't forget the day we met some deer, and I managed to call the dogs back, but not the cat! I don't know what he thought he was going to do if he caught them. He was very like a little dog in some ways, so it's sort of appropriate that he was once in Dogs Today magazine, with Mollydog.

Here he is with his big brother Henning:


I hope Henning is going to cope all right without him. Kjetil was always the happy confident brother, and Henning was always the troubled grumpy one.