My first ever attempt at the 100 Word Challenge! (The hardest bit was working out how to do all the linking!!! And I still can’t do it. If anyone knows how…PLEASE tell me!!!!)
*UPDATE* Thank you so much for all your advice and suggestions on here and via Twitter. Thanks to Notquiteold, I’ve finally managed to link to the post here!
Anyway, the word is RUBY. Here goes…..
Our first cat was called Santa. She was a female tabby but we got her at Christmas so Santa (Claws) she was. Then came Pickle, a bruiser of a tom who used to look at me with contempt. Our third cat was called Ruby. A dear little thing, the runt of the litter and a gorgeous little tortoiseshell with huge eyes. She would curl up in my cowl neck jumper, resting on my chest, purring happily. She didn’t really ever grow, she was tiny. She only survived two years, she was not really meant for this world.
Dear little baby Rubes.