Woolfish

4 members of my family died this week. They were Kit, Mariano, Luke’s unnamed kitten, and just today Scat Jr. The first 3 mentioned were found outside the house when they passed on. Scat Jr. was able to go to the vet to be examined (UP Vet Med didn’t have labs nor x-rays on Wednesdays. Who knew?) and then he died in our laundry room this afternoon.

I had Kit for seven months, Mariano and SJ for one year. I haven’t even knew that kitten for very long. But I can say that I loved and cared for each of them with all my heart. I hope they will remember the times they played and when they got into trouble. I want them to know that I’ve always thought of them even when it seemed like I didn’t.

I really wanted to find you homes for I felt like what I wasn’t giving enough. I should have been more dedicated for your sakes.

I have a good feeling that you’re in a better place now, playing with the other kitties. I wish for all of you to be happy and well-cared for. It just saddens me to say that I wasn’t able to give it to you.

Goodbye you furry little scamps. Take care of yourselves. Be free!