He was a runt, abandoned on the semi-truck frontage road where I worked.
Had to have most of his teeth removed in the first year.
Became healthy and strong.
With me through seventeen years.
Giant wafting butterscotch fan of a tail.
Good or bad day, he would crawl up in my shoulder every night, squeeze himself comfortable and purr.
So many things I could write, but he was The Best Kitty Ever.
Fine this morning, then bleeding; had to put him to sleep this afternoon.
Sweet Goodnight Mr. K.
Best Cat Ever.
Might be no funny stuff for a day or two.
He was also my Editor.
I am Laslo.
Good luck man.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteVery sad. Knowing all the joy is worth the pain doesn't dull the pain for awhile but it, along with the memories, will eventually.
ReplyDeleteIn a divine sense The Cat Is Out Of The Bag.
Sorry for your loss with the Kitty. I cried after my basset broke his back, and I had to put him down. They don't make wheelchairs for dogs.
ReplyDeleteHowever, I am curious about this, which I heard recently:
"no funny stuff"
Perchance, are you a Steyn fan?
Sorry for your loss with the Kitty. I cried after my basset broke his back, and I had to put him down. They don't make wheelchairs for dogs.
ReplyDeleteHowever, I am curious about this, which I heard recently:
"no funny stuff"
Perchance, are you a Steyn fan?