Lucy came to us June 2016 when my daughter found her in the state park where she walked every day. After a week of seeing her every day she brought her home. From the first day she was special to us. She was so calm and so friendly that she endeared herself to all of us. After my daughter took her to the vet we found out she had feline leukemia. The vet repeated the test as she appeared healthy but the results were the same. He said we could put her down right then or wait and see how she did. It was unanimous that we would wait and see. She was so active and full of life and so much fun that it was easy to forget that she wouldn't live to a ripe old age.
She was a bright spot in my days. She hung out with me in my sewing room and when we watched TV. She never once sat on my lap but she sat next to me or on my desk or cutting table or sewing machine. She slept in our bedroom on top of Jack's dresser but when I didn't feel well she curled up next to me on the bed.
She liked to guard the quilt pieces.
When we moved from our daughters house to a first floor apartment, we didn't take Lucy with us. I missed her but I didn't have the heart to take her away from her big house and yard full of trees and birds and chipmunks. She was supposed to be a house cat but once she got outside there was no way to keep that fast kitty from getting out again. Three weeks ago when I asked how she was and my daughter said she was healthy and contented and the queen of the yard. One week later she started to eat less and less and last Wednesday she died quietly.
I have loved every cat I ever had but Lucy was the sweetest cat and the most fun.
3 comments:
I've had the same experience; it's not easy. You can be assured you gave her a good life. I like to adopt senior cats and give them a few good years at the end of a long life.
Oh, so sad! She will be missed in your posts.
So sorry for your loss. You have many wonderful pictures to help keep her memory alive!
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