Monday, July 17, 2006

Update

Tinker died last night. From how cold and stiff he is, I'd say it wasn't long after we went to bed. See, he's a good lad, saving us the trauma (not to mention expense) of a vet trip. I didn't really want to take this pathetic bundle up there and sit in the waiting room surrounded by healthy fluffy cats who just need their claws clipping.

One more thing. When I carefully laid him down on the floor, he was mostly on one side with his paws tucked under him. This morning, he's spreadeagled, like a tiger rug. Quite apart from the fact that he'll never fit into a neat box to be buried, he looks really ridiculous. But that's my Tinkerbell, always making me laugh.

3 comments:

  1. Sorry to hear about Tinker.

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  2. He got to enjoy one last really good stretch--from watching my cats, that seems to be their favorite thing in the entire world. If you can't go out in the middle of a really great orgasm, a really terrific stretch is the way to go.

    More cyber hugs, hon, for you and the family. All cats should be as adored as Tinker was.

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  3. (((Hugs on the kitty)))

    But at least he kept you smiling 'til the end.

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