Today was a first. For the first time ever in my life, I dug a grave. Although it was a small one, it was still a grave.
Sadly, one of our cats, the big old sappy white cat named Lucky, passed away. He had been sick for about a week maybe even more so we sort of had a feeling that this may be coming, but it’s never easy when it does.
Lucky was a pretty unique little animal. This was a cat that rarely ever meowed and when he did, you knew he wanted something. He always knew when his supper time came because he’d start bugging you for his food. He always hoarded the food to himself until he was done and would not let the other cats eat anything until he got the first bite. He also had a knack for getting food in his water dish and spilling water all over the floor.
Lucky was a fun little cat and he will be sorely missed.
