Wednesday, August 03, 2011
--After trying many things to save him, my cat Charlie must've gone off to die. He was getting skinnier and more lethargic but still sitting on my lapand nuzzling. He still came in every morning to eat (he was an indoor/outdoor cat and loved to be outside). He'd stay in all day (too hot) and go out at night (just to sit around the yard, he rarely leaves the yard). Well, yesterday morning he didn't come in. My husband and I looked all over the yard through the bushes and trees, in all his favorite hiding places along the creek and no Charlie. I miss him, but I think he died the way he wanted.