The cat we never came up with a name for, the one we just called Little Boy Kitty, passed away at the vet's office at 8:25 this morning...
He's the one upside down...
He came to us a few years ago when we were still living in Prescott, WI. Like all our cats, he was a stray. He found our home and we welcomed him in to the family. He was a tubby little guy with short legs and kind of a short tail. He was over 16 lbs when he came to us. He was one of the sweetest cats you'd ever meet. Not shy, but not overly out going. He loved to jump up and lay with his front paws over my left shoulder. He'd push his chest into the side of my head and purr like crazy. If I sat at the computer, he was on my chest... He liked to be picked up and carried around the house. Many nights he'd jump up on the bed a cuddle into my side. He was crazy about me. When ever I went out to the garage, he was right behind me. He'd follow me everywhere. He was my buddy!
Over the last couple of months, he started to lose weight. At first we thought it was a couple of bad teeth that were affecting his ability to eat. The vet fixed Little Boy Kitty's teeth and we thought things were good. He continued to lose weight, slowly, but he was eating again. Then the vet diagnosed a liver issue and was pretty straight forward with us about the ultimate out come.
The one on the right...
In the last few weeks, his health took a turn for the worse. His little legs had a hard time keeping up with him when he'd run to the cat boxes in the basement. Then he started to have problems keeping food down. In the last few days, he was getting a little wobbly when he'd walk. His spirit never quit thought. He still wanted to be held and was purring right up to the end.
We called the vet Friday afternoon and he said to bring him in this morning and he'd give us his opinion. The vet told us what we knew, his liver was quickly failing and he was down to 8 lbs. 4 oz., and his ears and lips were turning yellow. There was really only one out come...
We brought him home from the vet so that we could bury him in the yard with his toy mouse and his zebra towel. Right next to Vinnie.
Rest in Peace my little buddy!!!!
I just found this................
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Sunny in the morning and shady in the afternoon...
