mike, we hardly knew ye.
That was the title my dad suggested, and who am I to quibble?
Mike the kitten passed away today under the vet’s advisement and my mom’s heartbreaker of a decision, the victim of probable feline leukemia and multiple infections that left him well below his optimum weight — 1/3 of what he should have been. My mom was there until the end, because that’s the kind of mom she is.
He was buried at the farm tonight, with full honours.
Mike, you had lovely big ears and dear eyes, and we will miss your kitten future. You made a lot of us smile just by, well… being.
Way to have heart, little guy.
Thanks to my mom and dad for welcoming such a wee, fragile one in, and for taking care of him until it was his time to go.
I had not met Mike yet, so I suppose I have no call to be sad… but I’m crying anyway.
If you’re small and need love, you have my heart from the get-go, no matter what.
