For the two or three of you who maybe didn’t hear about it on Facebook or Twitter this week — the population here in Stennieville has decreased by a factor of one. My sweet neurotic looney scaredy-cat Boo, who has been slowly deteriorating since his little medical emergency back in late March, finally reached a point where he just wasn’t going to get any better. So on Tuesday I had to do the hardest thing a pet owner ever has to do, and take him in for his Final Visit to the vet.
I was going to write a big long tribute to him, but I’m not really up for it. I will leave you with a few pictures, though.
Boo never liked cameras, and as a result, I don’t have a whole lot of pictures of him, and most of them look like this:
… because he was always turning his head away from the flash. But once in a while, if I turned the flash off, I was able to get his good side:
He was a good kitty, even for all his bizarre neurotic faults, and he was here for far too short a time. And in his whole life, the only thing he ever wanted was to be good friends with Buster, who hated him. So here is a final picture of my contented cat in a rare moment where Buster showed him a little charity:
Or he was just too sleepy to notice Boo was there.
Good night, Boo. Thank you for being my kitty.
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I’m so sorry at Boo’s passing. It will be sad in Stennieville. I’m sure Buster will miss him too although they didn’t get along. Cats are like that.
When a treasured pet is gone it leaves a darkness. They give us so much yet ask for so little. My sympathy goes out to you.
Oh! I’m so sorry to hear about Boo! Pet loss is one of the hardest things ever. My thoughts are with you and Buster and everyone else who loved him.