Thank you to everybody who has sent in messages of sympathy over the last twenty four hours following the death of my good friend, Henry the Cat. I am extremely grateful for your concern and have been comforted by your words.
Henry was never a noisy cat and wasn't one to run around the house or play with toys. But my house seems unusually quiet today. The two Mad Dogs have even been quiet for a change. They didn't even tell me when the postman came this morning. But the atmosphere here is one of bitter sweet sadness at the loss of a friend rather than overwhelming grief. As far back as I can remember I have believed that God will not let anything which he has created disappear for ever, not people, not animals, not flowers and trees, not even rocks and stones, not anything. I believe that Christ will return and usher in the Kingdom of God where all that has ever been will be once again in the peaceable kingdom where the cat lies down with the mouse.