We were treated to a nearly a daily plurk of eawothaoeiwrua iaewjhraoiejhr lialiat iluaieu. A special message from Cliff the Cat, the beloved companion of Cajsa. He was loud, he was moody and possessive of his human.
And sadly he is no longer with us.
Kesseret Steeplechase has donated the land and set up a lovely small memorial area for Cliff the Cat. Please feel free to stop by Amira to say goodbye to Cliff. Kesseret has set up an object that will collect notecards of well wishes and love to Cajsa.
Goodbye Cliff. AEWOUAOEIUOAIUV aesirluaewioruaoeiu r Aewoiureaiwourowawtpuvmfkj;ghga; atreoap jaoepofa.
And, I mean that.
Awww! Thank you.
It’s been a rough few weeks while Cliff’s health has declined. He celebrated his 19th birthday on Wednesday and I had hoped for more, but it was not to be. He had lymphoma and was put to sleep quite peacefully on Thursday when the vet came out to my house – sparing him any scary car rides. I had him since the day he was born in my bed and except for trips and my hospitalization, he slept with me every night since then. Even as a newborn, when I would put him and his litter mates in the box I had prepared for them, his mom would drag them back to my bed until I just gave up and let them sleep with me. The woman who bought my house where he was born offered to let him be buried in the garden. He’s buried next to his mom who died last summer. They are resting under an amazing Chapeau de Napoleon rosebush that can make you swoon from the fragrance while it blooms and blooms and blooms all summer long.
Ya’ll for real. Stop making me cry.