. . . they manage to get along.
That's Jazz (on top of the headboard) and Blackwell (just below) enjoying a bit of cat nappage the other day. Usually when they're awake they just can not seem to get this close together without problems arising.
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Sadly news came from the BRD this morning that she had to take her cat, Sheba, to the vet to be euthanized. Kidney failure. Just a few days ago Sheba, the mighty hunter, had caught a bluejay. It seems to happen fast with cats.
Jet and Lily remain.
As does Wrigley, the dog.
It is so sad when pets have to die. I hate it. Absolutely. I cry for weeks afterwards when I see the empty space where they were.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly what you mean.
ReplyDeleteIf I looked at them as a pet, I wouldn't feel so bad. But when you see them as a pal, that's different.
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