Dear Salix didn't last long. His last week was spent sleeping on his beloved Love Fleece on our bed and hanging around with us. He was in good spirits, purred when I held him, and liked to be picked up and snuggled. He seemed to eat OK, and didn't develop any bad bathroom habits. Still, you could see he was in decline, and he finally slipped away this morning. He was with us in bed last night, but was in the bathroom when I got up this morning. He and I snuggled a bit on the floor. He was wobbly when he walked. His eyes were glassy a bit. He clearly was fading. I said goodbye to him, and maybe that helped the transition. We ended up taking him to the Vet Clinic and they administered the final medication.
Judy, Marilyn and I buried him in the courtyard in the rain, next to Doux Chat, our wonderful Burman cat who was with us until his age of about 22 years, and Rufous the Bunny, who lived about 6.5 years. We are developing a regular Pet Cemetery.
Sleep well, old friend.
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