This morning, as I walked in the nearby wood, I came across a curled-up tabby cat. So I thought I’d say hello. As I got closer, it was clear he (or she) had sadly died – and not that long ago. Given the option, cats will chose where they spend their final moments; and the timing of their passing. This lovely feline looked serene, well-fed…. and at peace.
I carried him in a cardboard box and put him on the passenger seat as I drove to the local vets. I was hoping this plainly much-loved feline had been micro-chipped, so the owner could be contacted to say a final goodbye. Rest in peace, tabby with no name….