On June 26, 2004 I meet a friend who (once I coxed him out from under the kitchen table) would become my best friend. His name was Murray.
Murray was a sweet boy who liked to hunt…from the safety of the window.
He was a curious boy
Was tolerant of my knitting
Liked to show off a little
Was a GREAT cuddler
But mostly…just liked to hang out with his mom
Murray stopped eating last week. I took him to the vet and found out he had kidney failure. The vet said it just happens sometimes. Murray wasn’t in pain, but was very uncomfortable and cranky (not like my sweet boy). Although it was difficult, it wasn’t a choice. I knew I had to do the right thing by Murray.
Murray, I will miss you more than you will ever know. When I brought you into my home, I thought we be friends. I had no idea how much I would come to love you. Rest in Peace, my bubby.
January 2004 – November 10, 2009