It was only two months ago that Trudie came to live with us. She had been my Mom’s cat for many years but she seemed to adapt very well to her new home. She liked to sleep on the ledge in the upstairs window where she could keep an eye on comings and goings in the driveway. Or she would sit on the ironing board and watch Tricia at work on the sewing machine.
We noticed she was losing weight. But we thought that was a good thing. When she came downstairs and started staying in a closet we thought maybe she was just exploring. But when Tricia picked her up she acted like she was hurting.
The vet said she had advanced cancer of the liver. She was past helping.
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Oh Im Sorry! i know she was your Moms cat, and was only with you a short while but it still hurts to lose an animal.
I’m sorry to hear this, Bill. I wish I had wise words, but I don’t.
I’m sorry to hear about your cat. Cats are wonderful creatures and bring us humans so much pleasure, I rarely stop and think how fragile their lives really are. I hope you believe in kitty-heaven, because I know that’s where she’ll be purring away for all of eternity.
Bill- I am sorry to hear about Trudie…………cats are such wonderful companions- they all have distinctive personalities……no two are ever alike……….I have a 13 year old male and a 9 year old female- as different as night & day, but so precious to me…….