Saturday, October 8, 2011
Good-bye to my handsome guy
Mustard was a gift to D#1 for her 3rd birthday. We'd lost a cat to cancer not long before and a friend asked if it would be ok. She turned 21 this past July, so he was well over 18 years old. Calling her to tell of his swift decline and loss was deeply painful for both of us, as he meant so much to her. This photo of Mustard and the one remaining cat, Tabbitha (who really "belongs" to D#2), shows them engaged in their favorite pastime: synchronized sleeping.