Nemesis for a description of that garden). Matt was one of the few good things to come to me from that period of time.
If Matt was human, I always thought he would play rugby, he had the right build to be in a scrum, he was solid muscle. He was the size of a small dog and was often called 'puppy-cat', he even started to answer to the name 'puppy' lately.
The past tense slips in to this post because earlier this week Matt sadly died. It was a short, sudden illness, he had an aggressive tumour in his jaw that spread quickly. Nature took its course with that shattering speed that leaves you in tatters but was better than prolonged suffering (that is always the hope anyway).
I shall miss Matt very much. He was a part of my garden, always there and I want to make sure that it remains so, so now to choose a plant to plant in his memory.