23/10/2026
On Wednesday we said goodnight one final time to one of our longest term residents, the 'Beautiful Bruce'. Rebecca and her family have been on his journey since day 1, and we can't thank them enough for all the love they have given him, each and every day. RIP Bruce, you'll be Furever in our hearts 🖤
Here is what Rebecca said:
Bruce came to us on the 8th March 2024, he had not long been rescued as a very ill stray and he was starting his road to recovery. He was a skinny boy (3.5kg) but still had his big tom cat cheeks, though the cause of that had been sorted!
He settled in very quickly, he never asked for anything, didn't meow to remind you it was dinner time or ask for pets but always accepted both happily.
For the first year or so, Bruce and I made many, many trips to the vets, the cat flu he'd come to us with left him susceptible to frequent flare ups and the walls and windows were forever being wiped down where he'd had a sneeze or 3...
Once that was a bit more under control and his diet sorted out to stop his tummy troubles he put on weight (5.2kg) and his coat became shiny and thick.
Bruce strolled through his days in a steady kind of way, occasionally had catnip induced zooming and through seeing other fosters come and go learnt to play with toys. He enjoyed a snooze on the beds, in a box and sometimes a knee.
In the mornings he'd sit on my make up table so that he could get his done as well (don't worry - he just liked being dabbed with brushes and told that he was handsome) and at my dinner time he'd ignore his own until he'd had a bite of mine, after that, it would be time for another snooze.
We always thought that because of his health issues he might not make old bones but together with MaF I'd say we did him proud and gave him the best nearly 3 years we could. There'll never be another Bruce and we're going to miss him so much.
Goodnight Brucey-Bruce, love you ❤️
