26 July 2008
A sad loss
By 10:30 his favourite neighbour, Joyce, came and told us that he was dead.
A snake bite, from most probably, a black mamba, was terminal.
I carried him back to our property and he was still warm.
My heart was torn.
A hour or so later I jumped into the hole with his now stiff body to put Mr. Sassy into his final resting place.
He was our roaming cat, he had friends everywhere, Joyce with the small shop accross the street was his favourite.
She loved him.
Whenever he was off or sick or just ornerry she carried him to our yard and said, "He is not well".
And off to the Vet he went.
Except this time there was no Vet.
He had no obvious trauma. He was just dead and drooling from the mouth.
Black Mamba indeed.
This was the living Mr Sassy Cat.
Death of a duster.
My deepest sypathies on the loss of your kitty. How do you sleep with a black mamba in the neighborhood?
I am very sorry old friend. I know how it hurts.
Gosh, Keesie--I am so sorry. I know how it feels. I'll give Miss Kitty an extra skritch in memory.
Damn, and he, being envenomed, cannot be safely utilized as taco meat.Kees, why ever would you remain in a place where what isn't poisonous, eats you? If the indigenous human population doesn't eat you first?I am befuzzled. Oh, and sorry about your cat. Looks like you've got plenty of spares, though.
Oh, Kees. I am so sorry. The Sassy Cat will be welcomed by Lucky the Black Cat and Elvis the Yellow Lab and Boomer the Persian. I hope it was fast and not painful.Geez, you have some fucking snakes there, stuff of legend.I'm so sorry.
A noble death, a cat worthy of praise. I am so sorry for your loss. R.I.P., Mr. Sassy.Joan of Argghh! Homepage 07.26.08 - 11:29 pm #
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