Obituary

Sadly, on 2nd May 2026 I had to put my baby boy Sam to sleep. He suddenly became unwell, and I just knew before I had taken him to the vets that his time was at an end.

He isn’t just a pet — he’s my fur baby boy. From a tiny kitten, he used to lay on my hip, chest and shoulder, and on the day he took his last breath he was in my arms, just as he always liked to be.

He used to be a wind-up merchant at times and wind Dizzy, his sibling, up, and I know she knows he is no longer here due to her looking around for him. She’s hurting and missing him just as much as me.