We wish we could be there to comfort you.
That’s very kind of you. The vet is not in her surgery on Wednesday. I phoned her secretary before 12. Normally we’ll have an appointment tomorrow morning. the sooner the better for RouXy. He doesn’t seem to suffer, physically, but he’s nearly inert.
He’s still purring when we stroke him, RouXy. But so low…
As you say, he is so tired, but not quite ready to let go. He knows he is surrounded by love, and that will continue to be so.
Frimousse behaves in a very strange way. He spends his time sleeping. quite unusual.
But now the sun is shining and Frimousse is inspecting his garden…
He knows what is happening to his friend.
I, Frimousse, know nothing.Nobody tells me anything. But I should be told, shouldn’t I?
I wish we humans were better about communicating with you cat and dog friends so we could -maybe- help each other understand what is happening and what the fears
and sorrow is on both sides of the equation.
By the time I log onto my computer tomorrow morning, RouXy will have begun the next part of his journey. I pray for peace for him and all of you who love him.
Indeed, his life ended last night….
Sending more purrs and hugs for you all.
He is weaker and weaker. ..
It is just so hard to keep hearing about how poorly RouXy is doing and how sad Frimousse will be without his friend. It is so terrible when we lose someone we have spent so many years with and who always makes us smile
We’ve had three cats: Minou, a siamese, Tigri and Frimousse.
Minou decided to live with us on a spring day. He finished his life sixteen months late killed by a car.
Tigri was very fearful. Frimousse’s Mistress would call him her “lapounet”, familiar for a baby-rabbit. He could have been an indoors cat. We had found him in a ravine as a kitten. He spent all his life with us dying of kidney disease when he was nine. He was a very kind cat. We were devastated but we had done everything we could.
Frimousse, still alive of course, nearly seventeen, more than sixteen years with us.
RouXy was not our cat. But he took the habit, with our help I must say, to spend the evening and the night in his house, and the day with Frimousse and us. He was a character. Ready to fight all male cats, considering the village as his property, but happy to stay with us and being stroked for hours. He had become a real member of the family. For the past 12 years I have spent far more time with RouXy – here or running after him – than with my wife!
That looks like a super comfy spot! I’m so sorry to hear that RouXy isn’t feeling well. That is always a stressful thing. *hugs* I hope that things get better soon!
Well… RouXy died last night.
C’est si triste! I am so so sorry. I completely understand the pain you, Frimousse and your wife and neighbor must be going through! I was lucky to get to know RouXy even for a little while. So So sorry! You are in our thoughts!
That’s very kind of you.
there are so many wicked people alive and RouXy is dead.
I am so sorry to hear that. Poor RouXy. My kitties and I will be sending purrs and prayers for your family. *hugs *
That’s very kind of you.
That looks comfy.. Purrs from my cat to yours
Thanks! Alas, mine are… dead.
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