Sunday Afternoon

one of my cats died today. The numbers have gone down from 4 to 2 in just a few months, two lives lost in such a short time. She was a strong one. I might say that she may be the strongest person I know. Blind in one eye from an infection, half paralysed from a fight with a dog, deaf in an ear, suffering from regular seizures from nerve damage, but she never fails to drag herself to the front of the room to greet us whenever we walked past the door. Looked straight into the headlights of an oncoming car as she failed to muster enough strength to cross the street. Thankfully we managed to get the driver's attention and they stopped in time. We brought her up and she gradually completely lost the ability to use her hind legs. She was there with black when he was dying, curled up around him to keep him warm. Strong till the very end. Rest in peace.