Daughter's cat died last night. Keegan was a big orange furball she'd found dumped as a kitten. Had some kind of apparent birth defect in his hips that caused his legs to splay out a bit. Which didn't keep him from being able to get on the couch, bed, etc., and play once he'd grown a bit.
She's taking this hard, and I've got to help bury him. Pretty good critter overall, he'll be missed.
2 comments:
You have our sympathies. We had to bury a couple of month-old kittens that both got sick and died last weekend. One of them we nicknamed "Froggy" because her back legs splayed out some, but she was scootin' around plenty well enough til they got sick.
I'm sorry to hear about the death of your daughter's pet. It is never easy.
James
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