Dear Editor,

Big Herb was one of Help for Cats rescued creatures and his transforation from neglected cat to much loved, and handsome pet may inspire others to reach out a helping hand to cats in need.

An animal, clearly in its twilight years, stiff, slow and awkward of movement, obviously weak, hungry and far from well; a bowed head exuding unutterable exhaustion and pain; a living creature seeking relief, rest, food and a compassionate helping hand.

We have all seen this, at one time or another.

This was how Big Herb came into the life of Help For Cats.

I saw him in my garden, looking hopefully (or hopelessly?) at my cottage. He was too weary to show fear at my careful approach; in fact, he summoned some remaining fragment of strength to miaow soundlessly and rub his poor old head against my hand.

The veterinary prognosis was not good. As in all similar rescue cases, we were unable to discover anything of Big Herb’s history. To some extent his deplorable condition told its own story; the carefree years of kittenhood by now submerged by long months, or years, of suffering, deprivation and loneliness.

This lovely, sweet-natured ginger cat responded amazingly rapidly to everything we did to establish his health and happiness. He loved people, surprisingly, for no one had done anything to help him until he found us.

Big Herb, as we named him, loved to sit in the sunshine by the open door of my cottage, almost as a “guard cat”. All visitors he greeted with affection; he would unfailingly accompany them as far as the gate; as they departed he would then resume his idyllic sun-trap position, on his back, legs in the air, eyes closed in bliss.

This wonderful, trusting and unconditionally loving animal was well advanced in years when rescued. He was dearly loved by all who knew him and, for me, he brought his own enchanting personality into my home and my life.

After some years the inevitable and dreaded signs of his approaching end began to appear. Our dear and much-loved friend had an inoperable malignant tumour in the roof of his mouth.

We did not allow him to suffer. We suffered, very deeply, at his loss.

We shall never forget our Big Herb. We thank God indeed that we were able to transform his final years. His portrait is in my kitchen; favourite posture, on his back with legs in the air!

To all who may read this, I ask you: never, never, turn away from an animal obviously needing help. If you feel unable to help personally, then contact us at Help For Cats on 01989 750500 or 01919 565271.

Dr Audrey Matheson,

Help for Cats