Simba

Obituary for Simba

I had some bad news from Dave, back in England, when we arrived home from Kirans last night. Our cat Simba had died in the night. I knew she was feeling her age and getting very thin but it was still a shock. These pets we have, even reluctantly, as Simba was a refugee from my Son and Daughter in law's other two cats, have way of creeping into your hearts. Simba had out lived the other cats, one her own kitten. She stayed with us and she even managed to avoid Darrin's Neapolitan Mastiff, Kobe when he stayed with us

Simba was very much a solitary cat She didn't like company, cats or dogs especially dogs. She tolerated people, just. She use to like sitting on your chair arm or back but never on your lap. She loved being stroked and petted but play with her at your peril. She played as if she was paying with the mice she use to catch and present to us after she had finished with them. That was unless she decided to eat them! Then you found a small pile of entrails on the doorstep! She never ever bothered the fish in our pond though or the numerous frogs that hopped around. Dave's buried her in the garden under the urn where Nibbles out other cat is buried.