Here's my girl. She joined our family when I was 10 - after I picked her up from the litter and she fell asleep in my hands.
Nellie kept me company for nearly 17 years, seeing me through five schools, one sports career, various family emergencies, late night and last-minute papers, you name it. She was the first thing I saw in the morning and the last thing I saw each night. My little nap/Netflix buddy.
Nellie was diagnosed with congestive heart failure at the end of July, and we made the decision to have her euthanized in the middle of January. Medications helped her through the last six months, but there came a point when her breathing took (another) nose dive, and she became skin and bones. I try to remember her when she was healthy, playful, and full of energy (as much as napping cats can be full of energy).
I think about her every day. I didn't know it was possible to miss a little animal this much. I have a few thousand photos of her (don't we all), but this is one of my favourites. She always sat on the stool next to me if I was at our kitchen counter.
My fluffy gal, she still looked like a kitten in her golden years. Soft little head, beautiful calico colours, and big gold eyes. Whenever I came home, the first thing I'd do was pick her up and we'd sit at the bay window. Miss her so, so much.
Nellie kept me company for nearly 17 years, seeing me through five schools, one sports career, various family emergencies, late night and last-minute papers, you name it. She was the first thing I saw in the morning and the last thing I saw each night. My little nap/Netflix buddy.
Nellie was diagnosed with congestive heart failure at the end of July, and we made the decision to have her euthanized in the middle of January. Medications helped her through the last six months, but there came a point when her breathing took (another) nose dive, and she became skin and bones. I try to remember her when she was healthy, playful, and full of energy (as much as napping cats can be full of energy).
I think about her every day. I didn't know it was possible to miss a little animal this much. I have a few thousand photos of her (don't we all), but this is one of my favourites. She always sat on the stool next to me if I was at our kitchen counter.
My fluffy gal, she still looked like a kitten in her golden years. Soft little head, beautiful calico colours, and big gold eyes. Whenever I came home, the first thing I'd do was pick her up and we'd sit at the bay window. Miss her so, so much.
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