We had to say good-bye to our oldest cat - Squirrel. He wasn't doing too well this last year.
|Squirrel 1999 -2017|
As a matter of fact, it was this time last year in almost the same location that we started noticing the changes. He wasn't ready to give up the fight to live though. He was always a fighter. He fought to move into our home by running away from our next door neighbor's house several times until we asked to keep him. He knew what he wanted and there usually was no compromise once he made up his mind by telling us he wanted it 'Now Mister!'. He argued with us every day to go outside and explore the area whether it was rain or shine. He never allowed us to close the blinds because he needed to see outside at all times. Despite his arthritic hips, he would still chase after birds or one of the other cats.
|riding with Dusty through Wyoming to Montana 2016|
Last week, we saw the fight leave Squirrel. He was tired and ready to go. I wasn't ready to say good-bye, but I knew he needed to rest. I hope he is enjoying his new home chasing butterflies in catnip fields. I will miss our little fighter.
|View from our dining room|
We walked around one of the park's trails yesterday. We didn't not see any wildlife, but the views were fantastic.
I haven't been sewing as much lately. I seem to have lost my enthusiasm for the moment. The Black Cat quilt sold as soon as I let the interested customer know it was ready. She sounded quite happy with the quilt.
Hugs to all