In memory of Lulu

Lulu was selected from little as most boisterous and she certainly turned out to be just that. She ended us as a house cat but not intentionally as would venture in back garden for a bit but never ventured anywhere further. As a kitten she dragged curtains down, scratched carpets and furniture. At Christmas she knew her Christmas presents as soon as they were put around Christmas tree and would rip paper apart to get her treats. By the age of 19 we called her Lulu Button after Benjamin Button who gets younger the older he got. Sadly that’s no longer the case as time eventually caught up so thank you Lulu for all the happy memories x 

by Judith Morris