One Year On...

Can´t believe a year has passed since we said our farewells to little George. He´s never far from our thoughts and we certainly noticed his absence in the garden this summer, and it still feels wierd not have him cuddling up to us on the sofa, bless him.

We have hedges all around our front garden and I get them trimmed every autumn. Last year George sat under the hedge whilst the guys were trimming it. He refused to move and they just had to work around him - they kept stopping to give him a rub under his chin and he loved the attention. When I phoned this year to book our hedges in for their annual trim, the first thing I was asked was "hows George?". He always made an impression did George. RIP George xxxx