Foxy l had to put you to sleep today. Someone dropped you at my house, and you stayed for sometime. The only thing, you were scared, and leary with humans. I really grieved about that because of the winter coming up. Mother, and I fixed you something warm for you sleep in if we couldn’t win your confidence. But my sweet baby did know we cared, and loved you. Mother tried to get you in a couple of times, but to no avail. Somehow though you acted different this time, and I tried again with a plate of food. I knew it was your special food. You came in, and you headed right to the fireplace. You never ran back to the door, or even want to go out.
So you stayed in, and lived in my bedroom. We fixed up your favorite dishes, and you ate, and loved your water, and your warm house. You became a different cat. You would let me pick you up, and pet you, and when you looked at me I could tell you loved me. But a couple of days ago I saw you being off balance when you walked. You couldn’t understand, and l didn’t either really.
So I took you to the vet thinking they could fix you right up, and then I could have you fixed, and you would have a warm loving home as long as you lived. But sweet baby it wasn’t going to be. Your liver was shutting down, and you had Feline Leukemia. I cried because I knew you wouldn’t ever get better, but worse. There wasn’t any other chose, and I’m so , so sorry. Foxy, I love you, and you’ll never be far
from our thoughts.
Love You Sweet Foxy,
| Foxy |
| 26, Dec 2006 |
| Donna |