Goodbye old pal

Sadly, we had to say goodbye to Bubba this past month.

Bubba was a great cat with a wonderful personality. I met Bubba when he was a few days old at a clinic where I was working as a student. He had a bum eye, and no one wanted to adopt him. Whilst hand feeding him and treating his bad eye over the next few weeks, I fell in love with this little orange kitty's "character". He had a funny little meow that was more like a squawk, and he had a charming little way of convincing you to give him a little love. His favorite thing was to be scratched on the head, and to curl up beside whomever was closeby. Bubba made a great matchbox car ramp, was a cool reading buddy and appreciated chasing strings.

At the age of 19 yrs, Bubba was still adept at defending his turf. Unfortunately, while the tresspassing siamese has not returned, Bubba did suffer some wounds that gradually overwhelmed him. Still purring away, we had to make the decision to let him pass peacefully. I find it so difficult to make the decision to let go, to give up and to say that this is the last minute of life.

Even more difficult, was explaining it to the kids. Words were not adequate and the truth only became real during our little funeral/burial service. There were many tears shed that night, and since then. It was sad to see them grieving and missing their pal so much.

We miss you Bubba!