Our little guy started his life out tough. My husband found him as a little skinny kitten trying to get into the back door of the shop plant out where my dh works. He or his mother had been abandoned out in a wild state park area with animals like coyotes, etc. He had a damaged eye, but otherwise was ok. I had always hated cats, but couldn’t let him die out there and so he came to our house and became part of our family. He actually became my cat. I was the one he would “talk” to, let pet around his ears and chin and want to sit on my lap for hours. He taught me a lot about cats, that’s for sure.
Butterscotch started becoming kind of antisocial, losing weight, etc so we took him to the vet today. He ran tests this morning and said he was in full kidney failure so we had to put him down. You sure don’t realize how much your pets mean to you. Jack and I have been crying all day today. Here is a picture of our sweet boy.
We are thankful we had him for the five years and though it hurts a lot, know that his suffering is over.
Thank you for listening. Donna