Rest in Peace, Qatari Cat
His name was Pete. He died last night. The operation was a success, but the shock to his system caused his kidneys to fail. We are grieving, and having a very very bad day.
We are heartsick.
This little cat was a blessing to us for 11 years. He came to us a skittish little street cat in Qatar. While AdventureMan worked long hours, he kept me company, helping me quilt, entertaining my friends, almost always in the same room or close by. When AdventureMan would come home, he would play hide-and-seek with him and adored AdventureMan with all his little heart. I was the Mama; AdventureMan was the FunGuy.
He was not such a little cat; he was only a kitten in his own mind. He was a very long cat, and appeared much bigger than he really was because of his length, and his big long fur, which made him a fluffy cat. He was polite, always greeting us when we came in, and talking to us when we were sitting together.
He leaves a great hole in our hearts. Rest in Peace, Sweet Kitty.
Oh, my dear friend, my heart is so sad for you. QC was such a precious blessing to you both and I am so sorry. Know that you brought that poor little street cat 11 years of a life beyond his finest dreams. I am shedding tears of sadness for you.
I knew you would understand. I remember him in your room with you in Qatar, helping you design š He was so sweet hearted.
I’m so sorry for your loss. My little dog is going on 18 years now and I dread the day. You’ve got a cat angel watching over you.
Thanks, Desert Girl. One of my friends said we spend more time with them than with our own children, busy with their lives. It’s true. These are our faithful companions . . .