^..^ purr

it was over 17 year ago 

when we visited Beryl's house:

she worked for the Cat Protection League

and we chose two little abandoned kittens

to take home and love:

Murmur & Momus:

Momus was a ginger tom who sadly died 

mysteriously within a few months:

Murmur was the runt of the litter:

a tiny black cat with a lot to say for herself:

she didn't much like other cats:

but she really loved humans:

even tiny ones:

lazing around her favourite past time:

'talking' and purring:

such a vocal puss:

when we moved to a house on a busy road,

she moved to my brothers home:

he and his girlfriend gave her the 

run of their place:

they affectionately called her 'Madam Ming'

I would ring him up and I could hear

Murmur in the background,

miaowing and purring

'hey me me I'm over here'

dear dear Murmur:

watching the birds from her throne

and murmuring:

loved by us all and always remembered: