And then the cat came back
This is not the first blog I've had, and it probably won't be my last. But, it's where I am right now. It's a continuation of my former blog, Krunchy Knits . I stopped writing it around the time that my missing cat Pepper came back from his great adventure and the only way to start this blog, is with his story. So, three years ago this September, my family was hit a triple blow: we lost my Mum to the big C and both of our beloved family pets, Ripley and Pepper. As a person who finds solace in the presence of a furry friend, losing these two little friends hit me very hard. Pepper was the first to leave; he just vanished. A few days later, we lost Mum to cancer and about a month after that, Ripley, our cat of 16 years, just seemed to give up, dying of old age.: But back to Pepper's story... We got Pepper when my Mum started chemotherapy as treatment for lung cancer. He was a comfort and a distraction for me and my boys at the start of Mum's tou...