Today I took Atticus to the Vet. Atticus, a lovely Persian kitty cat that showed up at our door years ago with terrible mats and mangled teeth.
After years of trying to give him the most comfortable and loving life possible, Atticus left us this afternoon.
He had cancer and the tumors had spread to his throat. He does not hurt anymore. We kissed him good-bye and snuggled him so.
He was teeny, tiny, with the sweetest disposition. He lovingly allowed baths and the blow-dryer. He lived for warm laps and always, always, always purrrred in delight--even to the dire end he was purring.
The kitty who had been dumped after his owner died of cancer, found a nice warm home where he could find love before he himself got cancer.
Atticus was the greatest. I will continue to miss him terribly. No kitty meowed quite the same, nor expressed such patience and tenderness as he.
We love you, Atticus
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