Guy
My sweet, shy “Guy” – We first met in early 2009 when you were a tomcat living outside my father’s house. I thought it was endearing how you fought over me with Barry, another tomcat who also hung out on the porch. Over time I won the trust of you both, and took both of you in the following year. Unlike Barry, you tested positive for FIV, so I gave you your own room. You would often hide when I approached you on foot, but were very affectionate when I sat down to pet you. I invited you many times to spend time with me in the living room, but you would soon want to return to the security of your room, and to watch the outside world from your own window. Early in 2017 you started losing weight due to an unusual carcinoma. We tried an anti-tumor drug, but ultimately you succumbed to the disease because of your weak immune system. It was a bittersweet ending when you came over to lay down next to me right before you passed away. I miss you so much, my blonde little boy. I look toward the day when our spirits will reunite …
