Goodbye Cowie

Ever had that feeling that when an object has been around you for so long that it becomes part and parcel of your life? Like say that angel statue that someone gave to you as a gift for some forgotten event, at some forgottten point in time? It just sits at your office desk, day after day, until one day it loses one wing and you throw it out..still makes you feel like something is missing..

Well Cowie was like that. Bought many years ago in an attempt to start a small fake garden, he had a small patch of fake grass where he sat on, high on the old coffee table..sitting at the front entrance of the house, welcoming anyone who walked in. He had a tall tree next to him, which gave Cowie a good shade..

Baby mickeyface would play with it, and we would try to wrestle Cowie out of his grasp, so he wont get broken,but alas..today was a day we could not defend Cowie

Cats have been known to have no mercy.

Sometime this morning, some Cat jumped unto the table..trying to catch the bird that made Cowie's tree a home. Cowie, unable to defend himself against the monstrous Cat, fell over..and severed his blessed head.

A part of the house, the first thing anyone would see before they walked in, gone today in a matter of minutes.

Thankfully Cowie's body had been removed before diplodo or baby mickeyface could see it..but his memory will always live on..

Rest in peace Cowie..