Kevin, Amy, Lily, and Forrest's cat, Rocky, died Friday. He had cancer and died
quietly. Today we buried him in the back yard beside Sam. He had just recently became an outside cat and he loved it. In fact, he actually became a friendly cat once he moved outside. Before he moved outside the only time he would visit me was when Kev and Amy were out of town. It was as if he knew I was the one with the food, so he was going to treat me kindly.
He did love the last few weeks before he died. He would come up to me and rub his little body along my legs and purr. One time I could not find him and was concerned he had drifted off. I called him several times. No Rocky. Finally I heard this soft meow. He had been hiding in the shade under the grill cover. I laughed at how he tricked me.
We buried him with his feeding bowl, and Lily and Forrest laid flowers on his grave.
He and Sam are together again...
6 comments:
Oh, gosh, so sad but a sweet story regardless.
I am thinking of everyone. I know I miss my Sadie. Her ashes are in my flower garden.
Blessings to all of you.
That's tough. My daughter's cat had cancer; he was only 6. It was a hard day when she put him down.
Purrs to all your family at this time from Ms. Graysea. After spending last week and part of this weekend very worried about my sweet furry friend, I can feel your loss more deeply. How nice you had those nice loving times recently. There is something very beautiful about "kitty love".
Hope Shelby is feeling better!
I am so sorry.
Sending hugs to all of you...
xoxo
I lived for most of my life in your area and worked at Bapt east and Bapt central. I am so glad to meet people from Memphis. You do not look your age.
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