This is my MacGyver “Gyver” kitty. He came to us on August 18th 2009 he was the sweetest baby kitty and was so cute. We spent afternoons playing together until he got tired and then he’d sit with me and take a long nap.
As he grew he became my independent heart cat. Often didn’t like being held (what cat does) but allowed with protest of the soft growl of the gentle giant and held his mouth open like a cougar and swiping of the tail. I called him My kitty and he would reply to it. MacGyer loved his toys and spent nights racing and many mornings and evenings. He chased his food around like a hockey puck and loved drowning his toys leaving them on the floor to be stepped on soaking wet or floating in a body of water, usually the water bowl. I lost my boy to fip something I had never heard of in my 32 years of being a fur Mum. I wish I never heard of it, wish it never touched our lives, I don’t know why it reared it’s ugly head on us and decided to choose us. MacGyver was only 3 years old.
I Miss him and I have a constant emptiness and nothing has been able to fill his void. I pray his pain is over and ended on that hot August day, because my pain has only just begun.
Always and Forever,
| MacGyver |
| 29, Aug 2012 |
| Jane Dustin |