It was a total shock, and to witness what happened was hard. Our 9 year old cat "Baxter" died today on our kitchen floor.
These two were barn siblings we brought home in June nine years ago for our own barn cats, but they were so small I wanted to get them use to us, the area and our barn. So each morning my hubby would bring them from that nice little barn storage room to the house. Littered trained, and lovable. At 5/6 pm at night he'd tack them back for the night, leave a light on and repeat the procedure until an October stormy night. He fell asleep in his chair from being out harvesting until the rains came. I could not reach the barn lights and was not going to take them out to the barn alone. So I woke up and asked if he would take them to their barn room, grumbling he said" I am not going to do this every night...let them live in the house." And they did. Spoiled and Lovable they've been ever since.
Brother "Bailey" 11 lbs on the bottom. Snuggled up on a cold night. They were good brothers. Played hid n seek, batted a little cotton shiny ball around together, and made sure they each had lap time with both of us.
RIP dear one. I'll be watching for that brightest star above.
4 comments:
Oh Syliva, I am so sorry to red this. I know how heartbreaking it is. RIP little furry one
Oh dear Sylvia, I'm so sorry. Take care sweetie, sending you big hugs and love, xx
They just get into your heart don't they, these little furry friends? So it's a shock when they go but especially how suddenly this one did. Sending you big hugs Sylvia xxxx
I'm so sad for you, Sylvia. I still remember losing our cat, Bailey, after 16 years, so I understand your heartache.
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