Hard to post........
Amid all the joy of a second grandchild I have kept quiet about my kitty. While I was at my daughter's home, my 17 year old kitty took ill. The vet checked her out while my hubby called me on my cell. She was very ill.....probably kidney failure.....and the vet thought it most humane to put her to 'sleep'. Not wanting her to suffer, I gave my blessing. Hubby and son buried my kitty in the back yard. It seems so strange and even lonely without her following me around. Yes, like a dog, she would follow me from room to room, or outside she just walked about 30feet behind me. When I worked in the veggie garden, she would be nearby watching. 17 years. I got her when she was a tiny kitten, unweaned. Some creep just dumped her in our neighborhood! Of course we took her in. My kids were still in school and would play with her endlessly. However, it was me that the cat followed everywhere. Me she wanted to sleep with. Sadly this is the last picture taken of her. My son took it to practice with my new camera.
I miss her.
I miss her.