|Dusty in her younger, healthier days|
Today, little Dusty passed on after a fairly long decline to poor health. She was getting up there in years — over 15 — and she finally went to sleep today and did not wake up. She was always a little curmudgeonly, which I admired, but she could also be exceedingly sweet. Many mornings I'd wake up with her lying on my back, purring, and when I'd roll over, she'd dutifully wait till I was done and just readjust her position without actually getting off me. Her sister, Charcoal, passed away several years ago at age 8 from a tumor. I so hope they are playing together in the land across the rainbow bridge. Goodnight, little sweetheart.
|Dusty all set to go places|
They are sweet companions. It's always sad to lose them.
My oldest cat, Monty, was diagnosed with diabetes recently. He's hanging in, but it's tough when they start to decline.
I really am so sorry you lost "Dusty" but so happy you had her for fifteen years. Please accept my sincere sadness for your pain.
So sorry to read this. :( I know Dusty had a grand life with you. Made me misty-eyed to read about her readjusting her position so she could continue to sleep on your back. Sweet. RIP little honey.
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