As we lay Sir Chester the Mouser, of Fairy Castle Farm to rest...

Welcome dear friends,

It is Sweetie here, I have the honour bestowed on me of sharing with you all a great story.
This is a true story, a wonderful celebration of a life now departed.
Please take a moment, make a cuppa, get comfy and I sincerely hope you enjoy my tribute to a very fine and majestic puss......

"Sir Chester - the mouser of Fairy Castle Farm"

Chester was born April of 2001, and found his way into the hearts and home of a young married couple, Yollie and Stewart.  Stewart made a promise to his bride, infront of all their guests as they celebrated their marriage.  His promise? Well, Yollie could choose and bring home a feline fluffy bundle of joy to raise as their own,

as soon as they returned from their Honeymoon....

And so it was done!   Chester came to live with his new family, June of 2001, he was an outgoing kitty, oh so independent, never liking to be held or 'mothered', much to Yollie's dismay. Cuddle time was ALWAYS on his terms! But alas, she gave him time and love knowing in his heart he loved his fur-ever home.

 

And love them he did!!

Chester's foster mum, Blossom, when he first came to live with his new family.
  Blossom too is over the Rainbow Bridge, quite possibly showing him the ropes once again!

Blossom , showed him the ropes, she was a rescued pooch already an adult, also living with Yollie and Stewart. Taking great care of him, Blossom made sure he always had a comfy spot to snuggle and feel safe.

Life was just purrfect (excuse the pun) for this little 'prince'. 

 Chester had the run of the place and he knew it!  

Even with all this freedom he was still a treasure to behold.  Not once did he hang for the curtains, or destroy any of his families belongings, infact he was quite partial to the odd fetching of ones toy or sock, when the need arose.  Yollie would always remark "Chester, you are the best cat in the WHOLE world!!!"  and she meant it!! 

Life was just how it should be. A happy home, a great bed and a tummy full and warm.  

See ya bud, will miss you heaps, my little fuzz ball .....
(Holly)

Then, Chester had his work cut out for him!  Everybun, meet Holly.
 Holly was 12weeks old when she arrived at Chester's door. Boy he was NOT impressed!!
This heavy, huffy, clumsy bag of skin had bounded her way right into his castle, but later his heart.
 Chester did what he did best, took it all in his stride, set down some firm house rules and kept Holly in check (sorry to say the odd show of claw was needed, thankfully very rarely though).

Although initially a fairy bit of teaching and drawing of boundary lines was necessary over time, Holly too became one of Chester's best friends and life long companions....  to the end sharing a bed.

After all the early additions were done, Chester enjoyed life - learning his most accomplished and excellent mouser skills and  boisterous doggy activities, until his life would again need to accommodate further change....

Introducing, Miss Princess.  By far Chester's best and most loyal friend and sister in all the land.  She could do no wrong in his eyes....

Miss Princess made her 'brother' beautiful :O)

 When Miss Princess started Kindy, he would wait for her under the rose bush, by the driveway.
Miss Princess in her little 4 yearold voice would so elloquently announce,
"Chester, I'm going to big girl Kindy, you wait there for me, Ok?"
Wait he would and he did, each and every Kindy day, for two months straight.
Knowing his little sis had started a new adventure of her own, eager to greet her as soon as she returned home.  Oh and how he thought she smelled funny upon her return, needing a thorough cat wash!
As school came along, the time under the rose bush also grew, but eventually as with all things, he adapted and found other ways to keep occupied. The mousing skill grew even further!

Miss Princess, with her best pal, Chester

 Now, finally to our great friends final chapter.  The hardest to write.....

Chester enjoyed the construction of the Fairy Castle, ever helpful and perfect supervisor, ensuring all was pre-tested and safe for us bunnies (and the chooks) to reside.
He, till the end kept the pesky vermin at bay and (shhhh don't tell Yollie) enjoyed an odd cat nap on our bale of hay!

He welcomed every resident graciously. Oh,  how his tummy rumbled with every hatching and cracking of egg, he never once lay a paw or claw on any of our chicks always giving Yollie his famous nod.... She trusted him with all her heart and all her pets, till the end.
 So we wish to say, goodbye dear Chester, we all pray for you, hoping your reunion with Blossom is one we can one day share too.....

I too, say a prayer, dear Chester, how I will miss you.
( Angel )

Farewell, "Sir Chester - the mouser of Fairy Castle Farm" From me, Sweetie and all of us here at Fairy Castle Farm. xoxox

Sweetie