Meep – 2nd Sept 1999 to 15th Feb 2022. It has been such a heart-breaking time saying goodbye to our beautiful Meep. Born in Hammersmith and always with her partner in crime, sister Peg, the only two black kittens from the litter. We lived many years in a small Victorian first floor flat in the… Read more »
Meep – 2nd Sept 1999 to 15th Feb 2022.
It has been such a heart-breaking time saying goodbye to our beautiful Meep. Born in Hammersmith and always with her partner in crime, sister Peg, the only two black kittens from the litter. We lived many years in a small Victorian first floor flat in the East End of London with no garden, where they would sit outside on the windowsill and wait for me to come home from work each day, there was no better or welcome sight. Everyone that met Meep (and in over 22 years that was a lot of friends, family and general visitors), loved her gentle nature. Her closest friends were her dad – best friend Kieran, Aunty – best friend Alex, Aunty Mam – my sister Jo, her Gran my mam Margaret, friend Gina and sooooo many more. She loved the cuddles we all loved to give her.
So named because of the noise she would make as a kitten as soon as food was put in front of her. She loved her food but variety was a must for our delicate little soul or she would let me know by jumping up on my knee and gently tapping my face, she was always greedy for a bit of bread and butter! Such a soft, gentle but very inquisitive little one, her sister Peg, who left us some years ago, was bigger and fluffier but Meep was always the brave one, keen to check something out first to see if it was ok for them both then to go play further…. and play they did, always in sight of each other.
I miss our little chats, or my chats and her agreeable noises in reply and the songs I continually made up and sang to her about anything and everything. That always made me laugh because of the way she would look at me with her big eyes as if she was listening and understanding or just wondering what on earth I was going on about!
She had a hundred different names, all of which suited her many moods, Meepy, Sleepy Meepy, Creepy Meepy, Cheeky Meep, Pingu (as she would appear to pop up from nowhere, without a sound, staring with her big eyes), Pipin, Beaky (sticking her beak into everything and also as she looked like a baby owl/owlet at times), sugar puff, rice crispy, sugar plum, are just some.
Brave and fighting right up to the end with Kidney problems and hyperthyroidism, the painful decision had to be made to say, she had fought enough and deserved a rest. She had a wonderful life, I know that. Part of the decision to move to Worthing was to give the sisters a garden and they loved it, sitting in the sunshine or darting around and jumping in the long grass. Amanda and the Cat’s Whiskers team have been there for her through the last ten years of her life, as well as Peg, giving her the best love, attention and care that she could possibly have wished for and I know that Meep and all we friends were/are grateful for that.
Sleep well tiny Meep, hoping that Peg was there to meet you and that you are playing together once more, we know how much you missed her.
Love and the happiest of memories, always.
Mam, Heather. xxx
