Vorey was ill for a while but maintained his happy little self; he went downhill very rapidly in the end. So sad to see him like that but he lived to a ripe old age, (especially considering he was hit by a car when young and lost his tail), and had a happy life in a loving home. Hand on heart, I can say a more devoted pet you would not find. My little shadow.
As if this was not cruel enough, just a month later, we found Jacky Ginge was completely not himself on the morning of Bank Holiday Monday. We rushed him to the emergency vet nearby but there was nothing they could do and we had to say goodbye.
I cannot say that one way or the other was worse. Jacky Ginge's death was such a shock and devastating but at least we had not had to see him weaken as we had Vorey. Jacky showed no outward signs of illness so the end was very sudden. He was a very characterful cat and also very friendly, always the one to sit on visitors' knees, he did love company. I no longer have my lazy half hour in bed crocheting in the morning, it just isn't the same without him on my lap, hogging the candlewick.
Oh dear. We do become so very attached to our furry friends, don't we? Devastating as it has been, I am very grateful for every moment they have been in our lives. They had their own characters and will never be matched but I think you have to accept the sadness, appreciate the positive years and move on. We'll always always remember them.
RIP my beautiful boys, Vorey Puss and Jacky Ginge. Much missed.
Xxx
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