I loved your blog. I read it backwards from the most recent to the death of Fuzzy which made me cry. Diana’s cat of many years also just left to die. Her cat was a house cat but unfortunately she let her out and one day Daphne never came back. I cried when I heard this. I know it’s what dying cats do, but I can’t help but feel that they should die in loving arms and not alone in some ditch or bushes. Even though I raised human children, I still feel my cats are my children and grandchildren.
I’m glad you enjoyed the read, Robin. I started the blog with the ultimate goal of turning these musings into a book. I now just have to write much more regularly and attract a publisher!
While vexing at times, I love all the felines that share my life…and then I begin to think (and stop myself) how I’ll feel when their time with me/us is over. I figure that that ultimate pain is the price paid for the love we share and the more human we become because of them.
I loved your blog. I read it backwards from the most recent to the death of Fuzzy which made me cry. Diana’s cat of many years also just left to die. Her cat was a house cat but unfortunately she let her out and one day Daphne never came back. I cried when I heard this. I know it’s what dying cats do, but I can’t help but feel that they should die in loving arms and not alone in some ditch or bushes. Even though I raised human children, I still feel my cats are my children and grandchildren.
I’m glad you enjoyed the read, Robin. I started the blog with the ultimate goal of turning these musings into a book. I now just have to write much more regularly and attract a publisher!
While vexing at times, I love all the felines that share my life…and then I begin to think (and stop myself) how I’ll feel when their time with me/us is over. I figure that that ultimate pain is the price paid for the love we share and the more human we become because of them.