I pulled into my driveway after a trip to the vet to pick up the ashes of a grey and white piebald tabby who left us the week before. Only to find a severly malnourished grey and white piebald tabby on my doorstep, crying for help.

I unlocked the front door, put Spike's remains on the nearest table, scooped up this new guy and went right back to the vet.

You should have seen the look on the face of the receptionist who handed over Spike's ashes not 10 minutes earlier.

Omar Little is now 18.5 years old and my absolute soul cat. Thank you, Spike, for leading him home.