This will be quick. As many of you know, I rescued a kitten a few months ago, and he was given the name of “Maxie.” He was about five or six months old, very gregarious, and loved everyone.
What I didn’t know at the time is that there was something terribly wrong inside of Maxie. Four months after becoming a member of our small household, Maxie was put to sleep yesterday, May 1. His illness progressed over the last two months and, although he was supposed to last only a week after the “last” diagnosis, a lot of focused home care allowed him to hang on for an additional three weeks.
Cooper and I will miss our little roomie, since he was very “uncatlike.” Outgoing, talkative, and a purr machine, he was a delightful household companion.
Give your furry friends a hug. They don’t stay around nearly long enough.