Today has started off in the saddest way possible. Pembroke, the big male feral, crossed the Rainbow Bridge [View all]
I was never able to get close to that handsome boy. I have photos of him but it's hard to scroll and find them because I have to keep wiping my eyes and my nose. He was a big boy, medium gray with white mittens, chest and face. I don't know where he came from but he was ever present at food time. That started slacking off, lately, and he would disappear for periods of time so I've already had him on my worry list. Then lately he's been here, right on schedule.
When I went out to feed the ferals I noticed him curled up on the deck, right next to the porch window. One claw was hooked through the screen. At first I thought he was just sleeping but it just took a second for me to realize he was gone. Fortunately he looked very peaceful.
He's buried close to Mittens the Kitten, her newborn sibling and the tiny baby I just lost.
One would think I'd get used to this but it just gets harder and harder. I'm canceling plans for today so I can give extra love and appreciation to all of my babies. Besides, I look a fright from crying.
= new reply since forum marked as read