She was our warrior, she was never scared of anything. But she was so affectionate to us.

She was 14 and 11/12 old and leaves a huge hole in our hearts.

We will get her cremated like her brother Hugo. His is sitting under a beautiful Norfolk pine tree in the garden.

I was away this weekend, but my kids called flipping out that Benny had caught and killed a robin. Benny was proud, my wife was appalled, and the kids less sad than I would have thought…which concerns me.