Good food; romps with foster kittens in the front lawn; chasing & catching teaser toys dragged in the grass; head scritches...these were some of Troy's favorite joys in his too short life of 4 years. Poor Troy was blind and had the floppy, bouncy walk typical of Cerebellar Hypoplasia (CH) kitties yet it apparently was his blindness that saved his life - he was put on antibiotics in an attempt to save his infected eyes and thus survived the virus that took his 4 siblings and his feral mother. He had recently suffered a neurological incident that left him incontinent & his bladder was unable to be sufficiently expressed. Oh - how hard it was to agree with the vet to let him go! ...His special needs status aroused my protective instincts. And he was a happy cat, he smelled, heard and felt so well that blindness didn't seem to bother him...4 years was so short
Good-bye, my sweet "Troy Boy, Mama's Joy". I hope that in the Heavenly realm of the Creator, the ancestors and those yet to be born, you will be able to see the beauty that you could only sense down here. I love you!
Good-bye, my sweet "Troy Boy, Mama's Joy". I hope that in the Heavenly realm of the Creator, the ancestors and those yet to be born, you will be able to see the beauty that you could only sense down here. I love you!