Our beloved angel Suha has ascended. I have been down this road so many times, and I knew the signs that she was going to be leaving us shortly after she started thinning out drastically, showing signs of kidney involvement and not eating her usual amount. She would have been eighteen in September, and she enjoyed excellent health all her life. She found me as a tiny kitten, wandering alone under one of our ancient junipers in the Mojave; and she was born feral and remained fierce, only bonded to me, though she did grow to love our roomies.
Early this morning, I knew she was leaving us.
She takes a part of my soul with her.
So many of our loved ones are greeting her, I know, at the Bridge.
Elvis is absolutely freaked out. He is hiding up at the head of the bed, under the bed. I've tried to coax him out to eat, but he is not ready yet.
Of course we are all in shock at this time. It seems very surreal.
My fierce feral kitten Suha, with Maryam on the sofa behind her, in the Mojave. We loved it there!
Early this morning, I knew she was leaving us.
She takes a part of my soul with her.
So many of our loved ones are greeting her, I know, at the Bridge.
Elvis is absolutely freaked out. He is hiding up at the head of the bed, under the bed. I've tried to coax him out to eat, but he is not ready yet.
Of course we are all in shock at this time. It seems very surreal.
My fierce feral kitten Suha, with Maryam on the sofa behind her, in the Mojave. We loved it there!