I lost my boy on the 17th November 2013. How I belonged to Boyce. He didn’t seem to have a home, I fed him and done what I could as he would hide. He was an older cat and I could see he had been through a hard life. My older cat passed away, and then Boyce started sleeping in our old shed all his back was matted and he was sleeping a lot. That was my chance to get him to a vet. It turned out he had been bitten and would have died had I not got him treated. So that was how Boyce come to own us and that was nearly 2 years ago. He loved nothing more then to curl up on his bed, eat and sit between myself and my husband on the settee he was like a bear and was not graceful like most cats he was unique and hardly went out.
He had a lot of treatment in August and was found to have a heart condition and asthma so we knew we may not have him very long but nothing prepared us for the cancer he got which had gone through him in less then 2 weeks. So our last act of love was to let him go… We only had you a short time but you touched our lives and I am sorry we could not take the cancer away. We will love and miss you Boyce boy.
Forever in our hearts.
Boyces story
| Denise |