Farewell CJ
Ill admit, last week when i done a mass post-a-thon, i did forget to blog the passing of my tiger cat, CJ 🙁
The day was Friday 3rd February. It was around 430pm and i was driving home from Craig’s place with the kids (as they were with me for the night) and my phone rang. It was Mum. I said can i call her back as i was driving, she said she would prefer to talk to me right then. So i pulled over. Her voice sounded shaky, i knew some one had passed away, but who?
As soon as i heard CJ, i knew my baby had gone. Mum broke the news he had been sick, not eating and not drinking for a few days and they decided to take him to the vet to see if there were problems. There was, he was old and his body was shutting down. The vet said they could give him drugs to keep him going, but they wouldn’t last long and he’d be back for more.
That wasnt a life he needed, he was already 18 years old, a good innings for a cat. With recommendations from the vet, they knew what the right thing to do was. That was, to let him rest in peace, free of pain. He slipped away with mum holding his big soft fluffy paw 🙁
Mum and Dad took him home and is now buried in the garden with Dads’ Hydrangeas, CJ’s favourite sleeping spot.
He will be forever missed, but i now know, he is in a better place, up in the clouds with Bundy
