The things that break your heart

I have avoided this news long enough.  It is hard for me to tell.

June, is usually a very happy month for us because we celebrate Bob’s Birthday and our anniversary.  This year we suffered two losses.

First to go was Tucker.  His demise was not unexpected and even the vet commented he never expected him to live so long after his diagnosis of Cushings and Diabetes two years ago, but he had a very strong will to survive.

Tucker was our *Fur Kid.  Smartest, cutest, most entertaining, the list could go on, but I won’t do that to you.  😉

Suffice it to say that he has left a very big hole in our lives.  That was the first Tuesday in June.

The very next Tuesday Claus didn’t come home for breakfast.  He was always at the picture window, pawing on the glass to be let in and mewing fervently, “Me-in, Me-in, Me-IN!”

Most cats are aloof, but not Claus.  We will never know for sure, but suspect it was the fox or coyote that have been visiting the chickens in our neighborhood.  I chills my heart to think of it.

Claus was a lover.  He always wanted to be in your lap, and purred the loudest of any cat we have ever had.  He was gimpy, couldn’t climb trees, and loved his comfort!

❤ They are gone, but not forgotten. ❤


*I’ve heard some people make jokes about us old folk who think of their pets as “fur-kids”.  However, for some of us they fill/filled that empty place that children might have if you’d been able to have them.  I mightn’t have said it before, but now realize, that Tucker and Claus were our two very special ‘fur-kids’.