I am now officially two cats old. Dad just called with the sad news that Cello (as in the instrument), my 20-year-old cat, died at 3:30-something this morning. Poor girl. She had an amazing, long life, and despite deafness and thyroid problems towards the end, she was in relatively good, if frail, health. She snuck outside a few days ago when dad went out for a couple of hours, and she got stuck outside in the cold. We suspect that this hastened her end.
I'm so glad I visited my folks on Saturday and had a chance to see her - I didn't outwardly know it, but on some level I think I realised it was goodbye. It all makes sense now.
Sleep well, Snit. I'll miss you.
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Awww... x
may she rest in peace. hope you and your folks are doing ok. sending my condolences, pugs & hisses, s) xo
aww, rest in peace sweet kitty :(
Awwww, indeed. What everyone else has said; I'm so sorry, but glad you got to see her towards the end.
So sorry about your cello baby. A lovely long life for your wee one who I am sure you will miss for a long time
sophie, cello would like you to celebrate your weirdness with your friend Jen....I just tagged you.
Smooches
Hey Sophia! thank you for showing me a better route to the naked sheep!
Happy Knitting!
I'm so sorry to hear about your kitty. I'm sure she had a good life though. :(
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