I love my cats very much, but the sweetest cat I've ever known was a big black & white male cat from the shelter. He was about 10 or 11 years old & just got adopted a couple months ago. I just found out last night that he died last week.
I was devistated. It was almost like losing one of my own. I cried for at least an hour. He really was the best guy. I'll never forget his world class head butts, the wonderful face & hair washes he would give or the way he would bang on the cage as soon as I walked in the door.
I'm so thankful he spent his last couple months in a home where he knew he was loved. I feel so bad for the people that adopted him, I can't even imagine. I didn't sleep much last night because I loved him so much. To me this is one of the hardest parts of doing cat rescue. SO, here's the image I had in my head this morning.
I rolled his cage over the rainbow bridge & opened the door & watched as he ran off through the grass. Untill I see you again big man.
R.I.P.
I rolled his cage over the rainbow bridge & opened the door & watched as he ran off through the grass. Untill I see you again big man.