Morvern was my little black cat from 2019 to 2022. She was tiny and had bright green eyes. No one knows how old she was. I was told she was three when I adopted her; towards the end of her life, the vets thought she might in fact be in her early teens.

I write about Morvern and what she meant to me, in different ways, in this article on D. H. Lawrence, and in A Flat Place.