R O S E

This was a favorite photo of Rose. Sitting on the cable receiver, keeping warm. She was a unique feline. Nick begged us to let him get her when he was a child, 5th grade. She saw him through his running years 2005-2017. He was a good keeper of this girl. She was ill once long ago, a UTI, I made a promise to him while he was away at college to not let anything happen to this girl. I kept that promise. She was diagnosed with kidney disease two years ago. Rose kept keeping on. Than she started to fail. About a week ago I awoke to a cat cry. I ran around my house in the middle of the night searching for her. I Had to wake the hubby  and we found her, behind the refrigerator . Let me tell you, she scared us terribly but she was getting a bit senile. We pulled the fridge out and she came to us.

Rose was always ladylike but if you messed with her, she would take you down. If Mister Kitty could talk, I am sure he'd tell you about his wounds she inflicted on him when he thought he could take her on.

Her green eyes would pull you into her private world. She was kind, The day my boy Boots went to the Rainbow Bridge , on her birthday of all days, she was there to make sure he looked his very best as he took that walk to the other side.  She groomed him so carefully, it touches my heart to this very day. I will never forget her kindness toward him in his last hours on this earth.

                                                   March 16, 2005 to November 10, 2019

Rest Easy Chicken Wrangler, We will all miss you so very much.

My friend Angela lost her beautiful canine Jazz on the 11th. We consoled each other over the airwaves. She said Jazz loved nothing more than to chase the cats that came onto our property. I bet, Anne, she is chasing Rose across heaven. comforting words to make me smile. Run free Rose you are enjoying a pain free world today.

Feline Friday

"What greater gift than the love of cat." Charles Dickens, Author (Great Expectations)