We lost our beloved Alex this month. With Brad and me and Rocky by his side he became the angel kitty we always said he was. He came into my parents’ lives a year before my mother was diagnosed with cancer and slept by beside her until she died. Immediately he became my father’s best friend. Sometimes I would see him sleeping in my father’s lap with both paws around his tummy and his head resting against my dad’s heart.
It always looked like he was being given a big hug. He was with Dad until he died. They slept together watched TV ate supper and worked in the yard. Alex occasionally went for a ride in the car as a stowaway. He loved to snooze in a warm car on the back seat. When my father died he came to live with us. I think he came to help me with my own grief. He slipped into our little family so smoothly and became Rocky’s best friend. Losing Alex was not just the loss of a beloved pet I don’t know if I can explain to you that I owed him a debt I could never repay.
Danelle