So Long, Schrodinger
My beloved cat Schrodinger died suddenly on the night of Saturday 6th December. One moment he was happy and prancing, and the next he was gone. That evening he stretched out in front of the fire to warm himself, as was his custom, and then sat beside me on the sofa in companionship after dinner. When I went out for a walk around the neighbourhood before bed, Schrodinger followed me out of the house into the alley as he always did, settling there in the dark until my return.
When I came back, he was in the same place but slumped over and, as I approached, I could see his body was limp below the shoulders. He lifted his head and there was a brief moment of mutual recognition as I bent down, placing my hands upon him as I saw him choking and gasping for breath. Then his head twisted to one side and the life went out of him in a single exhalation. I ran my hand along his warm fur and supported the weight of his head, now that his neck was limp. The light was gone from his eyes. He was dead.
I wondered if I could had saved him if I had returned earlier, whether he had been holding out for my return. I was grateful that he did not die alone, that I did not return to discover him dead on the pavement.
I laid his head down gently and went into the house to fetch a blanket and carried him inside where I laid him on the carpet in disbelief at what had happened. I could detect no heartbeat or breath. His mouth leaked phlegm, although his body was uncorrupted, and I was expecting him to leap up into life again, but he did not. There was no curing him.
It should not have happened when he was so strong and full of life. Yet I recalled he had a seizure the day before when he threw up a large amount of phlegm. He recovered immediately, so I cleared it up and thought no more of it.
Last summer, the vet told me that Schrodinger had tooth decay and needed dental treatment but, since he had a weak heart, she would need to do further tests to see if it was possible for him to be anaesthetised and recover.
Yet there was never any diminution, Schrodinger was a bright spirit who always bounded at full strength. Maybe he slept more over the past year and there was a day recently when he slept from breakfast until dinner without awakening. I had assumed he had been out all night. But perhaps he grew old and got tired, and I had not noticed.
Schrodinger was a self-reliant creature who kept himself apart and carried the implacable mystery of his unknown origin. He was with me here in Spitalfields for seven years and lived two years before that at Shoreditch Church, where they had estimated he was two years old when he arrived from nowhere. By this reckoning he was eleven years old, though maybe he was older than anyone knew.
After making a phone call, I lifted his soft warm body into the large basket used to carry vegetables and cycled him over from Spitalfields to the veterinary surgery in Hoxton Square. It was late on Saturday night now and the streets were full with crowds celebrating loudly which jarred with Schrodinger’s final journey, gliding silently through the streets of Shoreditch and past the church where he came from.
When I told the duty vet about Schrodinger’s seizure the previous day and his weak heart, she explained that a build-up of phlegm on the lungs could be associated with a heart condition, so we concluded that he had died of heart failure. I left him there and cycled back to Spitalfields.
I thought of my father who fell asleep on the sofa after a day’s gardening at the age of seventy-nine, twenty-five years ago, and never woke up. I have known people suffer, dying slowly, and it has taught me that it is better to leave this life quickly as Schrodinger did.
But how I miss him. I miss him in the morning when I always gave him a dish of fresh water as the start to every day. I miss him waiting for me when I return to the house. I miss him jumping onto my lap whenever I sit down to write. I miss him in so many ways.
I missed him all through December. I missed him today and I shall miss him tomorrow. I shall miss him next year.
How I miss Schrodinger.
You may like to read my stories about Schrodinger
Schrodinger, Shoreditch Church Cat
Schrodinger’s First Winter in Spitalfields
Schrodinger’s First Year in Spitalfields
The Consolation of Schrodinger
I am so very sorry! I loved Schrodinger just from reading about him here. May it comfort you to know that you gave him a happy 7 years. loving and loved.
I’m so sorry to hear this… Schrodinger sounds like a remarkable character and a wonderful companion. How lucky for both of you that you had each other for those years.
So sorry to read this GA. They come into our lives and leave such a hole when they leave.
R.I.P. Schrodinger.
Sue
x
It’s heartbreaking to lose a beloved pet. I’m so sorry—what a sad way to end the year!
I’m so sorry for your loss. He was a beautiful cat, and his personality came through so strongly when you wrote about him. I hope you can find comfort in your memories of your years with him.
I remember when you lost Mr Pussy, I remember when Schrodinger moved in and how you got to know each other. I know just how you feel cos on 17th November I too lost my much loved cat and my house feels empty without her. You must have been in deep shock to loose your boy in such a tragic way.
I am so sorry for your loss. I’ve had cats die suddenly and unexpectedly, and while it’s a horrible ordeal for us humans, it’s a blessing for them, to go to a better world so quickly and easily. Godspeed, beautiful Schrödinger.
May Schrodinger’s soul rest in peace .
Cats know everything.
Homage to a cat
By Andy Strowman
Copyright
In memory of Schrödinger
What magic peace
Has brought your sullen paws this way ?
Will strangers notice you gone
Without your sway .
Your misty purring
Your sullen voice
Where do we go
Without that Edgar Allen Poe choice ?
I listen to your footsteps ,
I listen to the dark .
I carry in my mind
All the animals that entered Noah’s Ark .
Written 31st December 2025
For the a gentle soul , the Gentle Author ,and all cat 🐈⬛ lovers .
Oh dear Gentle Author, I am so very sorry. I can imagine what a horrible shock this has been for you. This time of year places on all of us, the expectation of seasonal jollity and happiness, which fails to recognise the sadness we may also be experiencing. It feels so much more painful as a result.
Cats grant us with their company – they are never owned. They remain free animals and the crumbs of affection that they bestow upon us, are a prize beyond measure.
I don’t have a lifestyle that would suit owning a dog, although I recognise the companionship that they afford. Instead, my life too, has been accompanied by a succession of cats. Some have lived to a great age, but not all.
And now Simba, my beloved Suzi’s cat, has stage 4 kidney disease and I have been her close shadow all over Christmas, while she battles this horrible condition, that no amount of veterinary care can rectify. Simba is nine years old and in my head, I had expected a hopeful ten more years in her company. Life feels so very cruel. Yet grief is the price that we pay for love isn’t it?
You are in my thoughts dear Gentle Author. It is so hard to contemplate at the present time, but there are so many cats that have been abandoned and in need of a home. When the time is right, and you have healed a little, please do consider adopting another writer’s companion. You clearly are the perfect match for a cat, and they for you.
But for now, I will paraphrase Samuel Johnson ” Here lived a very fine cat indeed”. Run free Schroedinger, we shall miss reading about your adventures.
Oh I am so very very sorry to hear of your loss. Losing a beloved pet is such a hard thing. Please accept my sympathy and know you are not alone in this.
I too have lost several beloved cats in my life and despite suffering this loss multiple times, it doesn’t get easier to bear, because each loss must be borne differently, for each cat was different in their own way.
But one thing I found comforting is the idea that perhaps my cats, being cats, had no real sense of time as we humans measure it. That for them, life was simply there and they lived each moment without dreading the future or dwelling overmuch about the past.
In that timeless suspension, they could enjoy whatever comfort and warmth and companionship I could give them to the fullest they were capable, and for them it might seem neverending. To live with that certainty–of safe haven and kind hands, of food and warmth without effort or measure–is a gift they enjoyed while they lived. And a comfort, however small, for me once they’re gone.
Perhaps this thought might help you, too, in your current sorrow and I hope that your burden may be lightened by it.
The loss of a pet is very hard. I’m sorry to hear about Schrodinger.
So sorry to read this, the loss of a beloved cat leaves such a huge space in one’s life. Wishing you the comfort of many happy memories.
Most of my furry companions have been dogs, but cats or dogs, the losses have been painful. Most dogs and cats I have known were very smart, and we enjoyed each other’s company. Nearly all the dogs have been Bouvier des Flandres, smart and bold, loyal friends; my mother raised them for 50 years.
The first Bouvier, some 70 years ago, was named Cerberus, after the fearsome dog that protected the underworld. She was very sweet, monitored our safety, a fine guard dog. If you looked closely when she appeared to be sleeping, you could see she was still vigilant, her eyes almost closed, but not completely; characteristic of all Bouvier. Her ears moved just slightly as she monitored any conversation and noises around her. Her last act was to chase a big stray out of our yard where my brothers and I were playing. The stray ran off, but Cerberus was hit by a truck. My last memory of her is racing to the vet’s office to try to save her. From then forward, we always had fenced yards.
One of my last was named Zoar, after the historic Ohio town. He was big and silvery gray, very generous with his affection, and a loyal companion. Like your beloved Schrodinger, I was able to comfort him as he died. We were both very lucky.
I live in an apartment now, not really big enough for an 85 pound dog. But if I am lucky enough to own a house again, there will be more Bouvier, and since they enjoy other animals, probably a cat or two….
I too am very sorry to hear of your loss. The protagonist of so many charming stories has departed your pages. How generous and contented he appeared in all of your descriptions. It is no surprise that he waited upon your return to breathe his last under your benificient gaze. Well done, most excellent feline. Thank you, GA, for sharing your most tender loss, and may you be comforted.
I’m so sorry for your loss- I remember when your Mr. Pussy died- it never gets easier, and I imagine that finding Schrodinger as he was was such a shock. I’m so glad you at least had a final moment and he knew it you were there.
RIP dear Schrodinger.
I wept to hear your sad news. I too have been ‘with’ Schrodinger for 7 years through your writing. I know also from my own experience the grief and loss you are experiencing. What a great life he had with you, he couldn’t have had a better companion.
Please don’t stop writing, and sharing,. we are here, and listening.
I wept when I read your sad news. I too have been ‘with’ Schrodinger for 7 years through your writing.
I know from my own experience the loss and grief you are going through. What a great life he had with you, he couldn’t have wanted a better friend and companion. Please keep writing, and sharing, we are here and listening.
I am so sorry to hear of your loss. Our pets give so much love and it is heartbreaking when they leave. What a wonderful life you had together, he was a most excellent cat.
So sad to awake to this news, your stories and his antics always warmed me. He is not gone so long as his memory is with you, take heart that you enjoyed life together and that he walks with you in spirit.
Dear Gentle Author, I am so very sorry to hear about Schrodinger, and send you my condolences. I loved reading about how he came to you, and how he made the leap from church cat to fireside cat: yours has been such a strong bond and you must still feel that he is there by your side as you write, as he always will be.
I am so very sorry to hear of the death of your beloved cat but also so very glad that you were there to comfort him at his ending.
I had to take my darling black cat to the vet when his body failed him this autumn. His leg was shaved for the lethal injection; he lay across my lap. I leaned over and kissed the top of his head and his paw, which was resting on my hand, flexed, acknowledging me and, I am sure, conveying his love and happiness that I was with him in the puzzling moments before his death.
He was 20 years old. I miss him more than I can say.
At least we had the great luck of living with our darling pets even though the pain of loss is so severe.
I’m so very sorry to hear this. Sending you sincere condolences and wishing you well for the year ahead.
So really sorry to read about Schrodinger’s passing. I could always feel the love you had ( still have) for him. It’s so sad & his passing must have been difficult at Christmas.
You gave him a good life, you couldn’t have done more for him.
Sending you good wishes. Sue, a follower of your writing. xx
I am sorry for your loss. Anyone who lives with a cat knows how they gently take your heart, o great shows of affection, but soft, routine companionship.
Lucky for you both to have found each other.
I’m so very sorry for your loss GA. Unlike you I am not good with words so will simply say that it is clear that Schrodinger had a wonderful life with you.
What a deep loss for you.
Schrodinger looks wonderful – full of intelligence, so bonded, a really beautiful coat. It must be a comfort, although such a shock, that you were there at the end and he knew.
You will miss him always, and the grief never goes but is the price of love.
Your father had a perfect end, it seems to me.
I will reread all the Schrodinger links today.
Such sad news to wake to, on the last day of the closing year. The pain we feel when our much loved companions pass is very real and as we mourn them we remember other losses. I wish you strength as you grieve him .
So sorry for your loss. Thinking of you both at this sad time.
Many kind readers have come together already this morning in response to this sad news. It’s heartwarming to see that our world is still full to the brim with decency kindness and love despite what we are witnessing publicly right now. GA you epitomise all that is good so keep giving us your daily stories. Cats like Schrödinger bring out our humanity too. Remember him forever with love and affection. We were honoured and privileged to have shared your life with him.
I am so very sorry for the loss of your sweet yet fierce puss Schrödinger. He was a wonderful creature that filled your life with joy and all your stories of him are so marvelous as are all your stories!
I sincerely hope that in time another fantastic being finds you to fill your heart and your life with much joy.
With love and admiration for your great work,
Fayette Hauser.
I’m so sorry to hear this. His loss will be felt by all of us who have followed his life through your writing. Like his predecessor Mr Pussy, he will live on through memories.
Dear gentle author; I am so sorry to learn that you lost your beloved cat. I loved reading about his adventures. Cats are wonderful companions. Schrodinger will be remembered fondly 🙂
I was touched deeply when Mr. Pussy passed and i am deeply touched with Schrodingers passing now. I feel with you.
Reading your last sentence i got tears in my eyes. I lost my cat Anton last year October.
And it is the same with me: I have missed him all through last Fall and Winter. I am missing him today, which more than a year after his passing, and I shall miss him the coming years.
So very sorry to hear your sad news. He was a very fine fellow. We lost our Lundy too. They are never forgotten.
oh no..au revoir dear Schrodinger….
can sympathise only too welll..lost 2 beloved ctas..Clem &Rimbaud in the last year…it is such a deep awful loss….nothing helps really ..but he will always be with you..you will notice..
and when you feel up to it please remember London is full of wonderful funny loving cats who would sell their whiskers to have a home with someone like you…
all thr bese
So sorry to read this GA. My thoughts are with you
Peter
I’m so sorry Schrodinger has left this world, you were true companions.
❤️
My sincerest condolences on the loss of your dear cat. What a comfort he has been to all of us reading, but especially to you.
I am so sorry to hear your sad news. Your house must feel empty without him pottering about. He had a wonderful, comfortable life with you so that must be a comfort to you.
Oh no, I’m so very sorry to hear about Schrodinger – bless him, he’s at peace now and it sounds he didn’t suffer.
I can imagine what a difficult time this must be for you, especially as it’s winter and he’s not there now with you, curled up in front of the fire, you must miss him so much.
Whatever his origins he had a good life with you for seven years and also at the church before I’m sure.
Thinking of you GA.
A beautiful soul has gone from your life but left many memories. I will miss reading about him he was a huge part of your life and sharing his exploits on here was interesting and entertaining. Btw I think he waited for you to return from your walk to say sweet partings and 😻
What a lovely boy he was …..and how lucky he was to have your company in his last few years x
So sorry to hear this, a very sad loss, but glad you had the time together that you did
I’m so sorry that you’ve lost your friend, Schrodinger. I always enjoyed seeing his photos and reading about him. My condolences.
All my sympathy, knowing what it is to lose a pet…
I am so sorry to hear your news, dear GA.
Why is it that so often Christmas is so often a time of sorrow?
There is little I can say in consolation, and yet there should be in the thought that he had waited for you, and you shared his passing together and alone. No mere disappearance with no answer ever no little body found in the gutter the typical way of losing so many cats.
He was as special as you are, and you were blessed to find each other as you did.
And you may have lost each other in the here and now as happens to us all, but I hope in time you can accept he may have left you but was also passing on the baton…..
God bless you both and I hope the turn of the new year opens new doors and gives you new hope and companionship.
I’m just so sorry to hear of your loss. Schrodinger was a beautiful boy, and so independent but I believe he held on to be with you for that short time at the end. It’s devastating when we lose our pets, my friends have just lost their beloved dog too. Sending you my thoughts and condolences.
So very sorry to read this, GA, what a terrible shock and how you must miss him. Your writings have shown what a good companion he was and you gave him a lovely, lovely life. He’ll always be that great companion even when he is no longer by your side.
‘Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.’
Oh GA, so sorry to hear about the death of Schrodinger. Somehow a death at this time of year seems so much sadder, I don’t know why.
I am so very very sorry for your loss. We lost our darling Smudge after almost twenty years on the 3rd December too. Also what my American friends term a ‘tuxedo cat’. I have never grieved for a human in this way. Everywhere I look is a place where she should be and I feel adrift and alone. In your writing about Schroedinger and Mr. Pussy you have so completely captured what a profound gift is the companionship of a cat. Schroedinger certainly landed on all four paws when he found his way to your house and I hope it is a comfort he ended his days in a purrfection of feline bliss. Bless you at this sad time.
Loving good wishes to you at this time, GA.. Here’s to the departed beloveds in all their forms.
I am so sorry GA; such a shock. The responses here from your readers are so sympathetic & thoughtful that I can add nothing of my own except to say I agree wholeheartedly – and I hope reading them gives you some cheer. RIP Schrodinger
It makes me very sad. I’m sitting at my computer like every morning, checking emails and news. And then I read the note that just makes me cry. Before Christmas, I received the message that a dear old lady I had grown fond of had passed away at the age of 97, and I had to go to the funeral before Christmas Eve. She is now buried very close to my parents. The impacts are getting closer…
And now Schrodinger, the kitten who was supposed to be Mr Pussy’s follower. We had all hoped that this relationship would last a little longer… But I am just as sad about his death as I am about the loss of the old lady.
And, of course, I think again of my neighbour’s cat CHICO, whom I had often mentioned in my comments. A few years ago, the little tomcat was relocated to a farm — and I don’t know if he’s still alive. I imagine he is.
What else can I say? I agree with Christine: another lonely little animal will find its way to you. But until then, dear G.A., allow yourself time to grieve. I mourn with you!
Love & Peace
ACHIM
I am so sorry to hear that Schrodinger has died. I loved reading about him and, however aloof, cats are wonderful presences in our lives and he will be sorely missed.
My heart goes out to you. To lose a loved one is always hard but he was with you to the end and, as you say, he was not alone when his end came, swiftly. May the warmth of a good fire, a hot drink and the returning light ease your pain. He was a great cat.
So sorry to hear about your beloved Schrodinger. May he still be happily hunting, snoozing and curling up beside you as the new year comes – he won’t forget you either!
This must have been so difficult to write. I am so sorry for the loss of your friend.
Actually, “our” friend. All of us became acquainted with this magnificent creature, thanks to
your descriptive affectionate words.
We walked in search of Schrodinger, my daughter and I, fresh from an overnight from Boston to Heathrow and heading to my mother’s in Norfolk. We parked our bags in the left luggage office at Liverpool Street, and wandered for the two hours til our train. Back in Spitalfields a few days later for the blog course reunion, my daughter safely at my mum’s house, I showed you the photo of the cat we had found instead. To your surprise, we had met Schrodinger’s arch nemesis. I was sorry not to meet your gentlemanly cat, though I feel, along with Mr Pussy, that he has also been my companion of page and screen. Even the hope of a cat greeting cheered my flagging daughter on that day of long travel. Thank you for sharing him with us on our long journey. I am very very sorry for your loss.
We share your sadness. Schroedinger has brought happiness and warmth to all of us readers over these past years. Be content that you were there for him and gave him a happy and safe life.
Dearest Gentle Author,
I almost cried reading this and how my heart goes out to you! Please know that your readers loved Schrodinger–and you, for keeping us up to the minute with your writings on him, Spitalfields, and the East End. We thank you and send our sincerest condolences and blessings.
Hail and farewell, dear, unforgettable Schrodinger. xx
— Dorothy
Dear Gentle Author
Thank you for telling us about Schrodinger’s passing and in your heartfelt words. As a previous follower above has described this beloved kitty: Schrodinger was our friend, too.
Love is eternal, Gentle Author – and always shared.
I feel your friends may be permitted you in both mourning Schrodinger and in thanking Providence for the gift that was his life and for your love in recording it here.
Oh, G.A.
I am so sorry.
Heartfelt condolences for the loss of Schrodinger.
If there is any magic in this world it resides in cats,
thank you for sharing his special magic with us.
We can never have enough good magic.
Oh, I am so terribly sorry! I know how you feel. He was extraordinary. We will miss him, too.
Dear GA. What sad sad news about dear old Schrodinger, and what a horrible time of year for it to happen…
I can only imagine how much you are missing him but I hope you are comforted by the thought that you have given him a lovely home for the past seven years.
I also hope another feline companion finds his way into your home (and heart) before too long.
Best wishes and love Jill xx
PS Ironically today is the first time for a long time that I have spent a lot of time at home and my lookalike cat Stewie has been particularly attentive and loving
Dear Gentle Author,
Schrodinger was such a special cat, a gift to you that you so generously shared with us all. May he remain with you in your memories and with us all through your anecdotes about his marvelous exploits.
I am so sorry for your loss. I hope it provides you a degree of comfort knowing you gave Schrodinger a life of comfort, safety and love.
So, so sorry . You were happy to have him and he was happy to have you . Enjoy the beautiful memories of your feline friend . X
I am so sorry that you have lost Schrodinger. You have written for him such a beautiful eulogy.
Condolences for the loss of your companion. I hope the wound in your heart heals through the love of others. I have two cats: one 17 and his mother 17.5 years. I think about whats coming for them and me when they are gone. At my age, it would be very hard to start another relationship but oh the joy that I would never feel and the love that I would never give. I want to always have a furry friend in my life!
I’m so sorry to hear of Shrodinger’s passing. I hope there is some comfort in knowing what a good life you gave him with companionship, care, and a warm fire.
Animals occupy such a special place in our hearts.
I am so sorry for your loss.
What sad news GA. We are always broken hearted when we have to say ‘goodbye’ to our cats when their time comes. Schrodinger had a good life with you and maybe 2026 will bring another furry friend for you to care for.
I am so sorry to hear this. I truly feel your pain and regret. Our own cat, Tuna, just passed away on December 4th. She had what was initially diagnosed as a urinary tract infection, but when her condition worsened, further tests revealed she had a large cancerous tumor in her bladder and related kidney infections. It was so hard to watch her decline and no longer be able to keep herself clean, because she’d been quite a fastidious little princess. On the final day, she was limp and listless and no longer interested in food or water or anyone around her. We took her back to the emergency vet, but there was nothing left to do beyond making her comfortable with pain meds and then saying goodbye. It’s never easy to lose a loved one, human or animal. But you were there for Schrödinger to keep him company at the end, and ultimately, that’s a very good thing.
Live long the memories . . .
Oh Gentle Author, you have suffered such a loss, words are hard to find but I send you my sincere sympathy. I have been in those same depths as you now plumb more times than I care to remember and yet each little life shared with me was such a joy as you too have had and grief is the harsh price. We pay it again and again. I know Schrodinger will have had a lovely life with you. What a great character he was.
I am so very sorry. It seems that all your gentle readers loved Schrodinger.Thank you for sharing him with us.
Truly sorry and shocked to read this on New Year’s Eve after suffering the recent loss of a pet l loved so much. It has totally marred Christmas time for me and l understand how the agonising circumstances of how you found him will leave a heavy mark.
The grief from losing someone who depended on us and we on them for comfort does not fade – we just mask it with daily trivia. Even if you hadn’t gone for your walk, exactly the same symptoms could have occurred indoors. You were with him holding him – that is your small solace to bolster your spirit. Make a lovely memorial in the garden – that helped me a lot. Add a keepsake stone from Shoreditch.
I’m so sad for you. After ours died we could still hear him around the house somehow, floorboards and tiles creaking and shifting. Schrodinger must have known he was loved otherwise he wouldn’t have stayed. I still have very blue moments when I think of ours but most of the time we remember when he made us laugh. I hope the lovely funny memories outnumber the others soon.
A Spitalfields feline life well lived. I am so sorry GA. You gave Shrodinger a loving and happy home.
So very sorry for your loss. I remember your post when you bought him to your home from the church.
Hopefully, when you are ready a new feline friend will come into your life.
So sorry for your loss. Schrodinger was a beautiful little companion.
All my sympathy to you.
I am so sorry for your loss.
I’m so sorry. Whenever I read your blog I thought about Schrodinger, as I thought about Mr. Pussy before that. Schrodinger had a good life at your side, but that is no consolaton for him being gone.
As others have said your sadness and pain are shared. You gave Schrodinger a wonderful home and all your love.
I am so sorry for the sudden loss of your beloved Schrodinger. He was a beautiful cat, and I so enjoyed your posts about him. I have no doubt you gave him his best life, but that leaves an enormous hole in your life. May his memory be a blessing.
so very sorry for your loss. what a lovely cat you had, a very poignant telling of his last day. and thank you for the list of other stories about Schrödinger
I’m so sorry for your loss. The loss of a close friend is always difficult, whether two-legged or four.
I know that you will need a period of mourning, but don’t shut the door on allowing another fur person into your life. My perspective on choosing to open one’s heart to a new pet is that I am welcoming a new friend into my life. It’s important to embrace new friendships as the years pass. For me, this thought has allowed me to invite new cats into my life after I have mourned the loss of an old feline friend.
I have a feeling that another cat will enter your life down the road, and will enjoy the same affection and attention that Mr. Pussy and Schrodinger.
I’m so sorry to hear this, he was a handsome fellow.
This is very sad news. Dear little Schrödinger.
🧡
I feel a sadness for all the furry friends I’ve been privileged to share my life with over the years on reading your touching account of Schrodinger’s death. I’m so sorry you have lost his inimitable company prematurely. We your readers and followers will miss him too; he’s been a part of so many of the posts you’ve shared with us over the years. Thank goodness he didn’t suffer for long.
So very sorry for your loss – thoughts with you at what I know will be a difficult time of loss and mourning – not least for what I suspect was a lovely presence in your life and home. Take care- Howard.