Bob Cat was a Kitty of my Mom and Dad's. He was pretty special. One of my Mother's cats had died. She was overly attached to that cat, and was inconsolable. I mean, she was really really quite miserable about the Kitty.
So, with perfect timing…someone threw Bob out on to the driveway and sped off. Bob was a wee bitty kitty, with almost no teeth. Well, of course my Mom was smitten immediately.
And after Bob came a variety of other cats into her life. We started to worry that she might become a crazy Cat lady.
Bob had a way of making everyone like him, even my Dad who was never a cat person….
He was a fairly tolerant cat, and allowed my young nephews to "pat" him with some force, rewarding them with a huge tractor-like purr.
Bob was definitely getting on in years. He was 18 years old when he died last night. He had become rather stiff, and preferred to spend a great deal of his time sleeping near the wood stove….
I'm sad that Bob won't be a part of our lives anymore. He did, however, live a very nice long life, with other cat companions are some very caring human ones as well.
I love how much pets can enhance our lives when we let them.
SO hug your pets today….they love you lots!