Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Who’s his Mummy’s baby then? Titch was! Note Scottish humour, six week pup that looks like a calf? Call it Titch.
There are drawbacks to being a shaman and keeping animals (should I say share your space with?) They know what you are thinking and Titch informed me at the beginning of this year that this would be his last. He’d not see another Spring.
He then went off and waited til I was in hospital following a ding-zapper of a motorcycle crash to cover his disappearance. My head and Spirit were in a bit of a state so he took advantage and raced me for it to the Rainbow Bridge. He didn’t want me going there alone, so he went on in advance, where I know he’ll we waiting with my other fur babies when I get there myself.
At this point he was cheating. I’d lost my spleen…