Our very dear kitty Friendly Kitty died last night of renal failure. She had been diagnosed several months ago, so her death was not unexpected. She was also known as Queen Cat because of her black crown and the way she would would sit on a shelf and watch the other animals.
We adopted her around 2008 in an ice storm. She had been hanging around Proge’s studio door all fall. He didn’t want to bring her in as she was wearing a collar and he did not want to take someone’s pet. He did put out food and a shelter for her. Until one very icy night she showed up with ice covering her with a block of ice at the tip of her tail. That was when she got her name, which is slightly ironic as she loved people but had little or no use for cats.
She died quietly beside me as I was brushing her. We buried her in our animal graveyard with her dish, her ball, and flowers. I always do this with our pets. I think I must have some Egyptian genes in me.
As always, thanks for stopping by...........*s*