The patriarch of our four-cat family, Max, died in February of this year. He
was nearly 19 years old and just wore out. We buried him in the yard. My wife
wanted to bring the feline population back "in balance," and so she brought
home a very cute and vivacious female kitten from the local no-kill shelter.
By late April, it was becoming apparent that Izzy was failing to thrive, and we
got the diagnosis we had dreaded: FIP. Nothing seemed to help much, and in the
last two weeks she had begun to decline rapidly. This morning we found her
unable to stand and breathing weakly. We called our vet, who specializes in
cats, and had an appointment at 11:00 to have her "put down." But Izzy didn't
last that long and died peacefully in my wife's lap just before 10:00.
So, I gotta go dig another hole in the cat graveyard and think up another kitty
epitaph. Can anybody top this one?
"Now on angel wings she sails;
Now she chases comet tails."
Wish I'd taken more pictures. She was a really pretty little girl.
Hope y'all are having a better day. :-(
Walt
--
"Anything more than 500 yards from
the car just isn't photogenic." --
Edward Weston
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