We lost our sweet furbaby, Truman, just a few hours ago as I write this. We are all heartbroken. He had become very special to us in his short 1 year of life. I'll never forget the times that he would hop on the bed and flop down beside me and turn on his back wanting his belly scratched. Truman was a sweet cat and never bothered anything. He did like to go outside when he could sneak out. Last night, I tried to get him inside but he didn't want to come in. How I wish I could have gotten him in. Please don't tell me that cats should stay inside all the time. That won't bring Truman back. We tried our best to keep an eye on him and his sister when they were outside, and until now, he never went near the highway preferring to stay in the back part of our property.
In memory of Truman, and with tears running down my cheeks, I'm going
to go ahead as planned with this post on Truman and his sister. I just took these photos Monday evening.
Truman to Sissy, "I want you to tell me where you hid my mouse."
"I want to know now. Got it?"
"What do you mean, you don't remember?"
Sissy, with head bowed, "I'm sorry." Truman, "Hmmph."
"Let me tell you, sis, you just better not lose another one!"
Sissy, feeling bad, "I said I was sorry!" Truman, "Yeah, well, you can
make it up to me by letting me have your treats."
April 2012 - April 2013
Goodbye, sweet Truman, you will be missed.
Until next time...