Remembering August 1, 2012.
Today I had to say goodbye to a wonderful companion.
Lucky was a black rescue cat. He was about 5-6 yrs old when we adopted him.
He had health problems from day 1. Over the last 4 years we did everything we could to care for him, and make him comfortable, and give him a good life.
He was very sweet, would try to lick groom my son when my son was just an infant, never bit, never scratched, purred when he was held, and acted grateful for any affection that came his way.
I know it seems silly to attach human conditions to pets, but that is what it felt like to us.
Our remaining cat Treun with whom he was very bonded with, already feels his absence.
I am saddened by this loss. Heart Broken really.
His health simply deteriorated to the point where his suffering was constant. I had sincerely hoped he would have been able to hold on until we were able to financially afford a home in Nova Scotia where he could have a back yard to frolic in...but time has its own agenda. I will place a small marker on the land once we get there to pay homage to his life, and sprinkle his ashes nearby so that he always will have a proper resting place.
I love you Lucky cat.