A year ago this time I posted this entry, Sick Kitty. I didn't realize I had greatly underestimated the severity of the situation & that would begin my final hours with my cat, Alice. She passed on this day last year. Some days it seems like a lot longer, but not others.
After she passed, the house was a lot more quiet. She was a loud cat. Soon after, Ruffian stopped coming by. I haven't seen in our windows in almost a year. I've only seen him twice since & only got him to come to me once. Fluffy passed in August. The girls are somewhere around 12, this has been a weird cat year.
Tinkerbell has come inside, but she's not as personable as the others. We gained another outdoor, orange cat with Clementine. He's nice, but he's not Ruffian. I shouldn't compare.
I'm just a little down today. I've lost a lot of cats since my diagnosis & it doesn't make this any easier. I'll be glad when all this holiday stuff has moved on & I can get back to my normal routine. Take care.
Cya...
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