05/10/2026
Introducing Fletcher 🤍
Most people think my surname is Fletcher - it's not. It's the name of the stray cat I rehomed when I got my first house at 22 years old. He was 2 then and I had him by my side for 17 years.
I had to say goodbye to him 4 years ago yesterday. I still miss him and think about him everyday. He was my little shadow, he always welcomed me home and loved sitting on my lap. In later life he wanted 30mins of cuddling before he'd even think about food and he'd lay on me and snuggle his face under my chin.
I named my business for him because gardening and growing plants was the only thing that helped ease the pain of losing him. I will never forget my little tuxedo cat who ruled the neighbourhood with an iron paw and yet loved to be loved and cuddled.
Gone but never forgotten 🤍🐈⬛
