BK--you appeared in our yard in 2003. You were a couple of years old, savvy, street smart, but wary of strangers. You would talk to us, but it was many months or even a year before you would come up and let us pet you. We would put out food for you, and you ate it all. Someone must have been mean to you, as I don't think you were giving us the cold shoulder.
Over time you became a fixture in our yard, front and back. In the early days, you would sneak in through the dog door and lick the butter dish on the kitchen counter. This was clearly a message to put out more food.
You were very tolerant. You would let other cats sneak in and eat your food. You must have trusted that we would always put out more. You even welcomed Lola, our lab, when she appeared in the scene. And in the most recent years you kept the critters away from the bunny hutch. Moose was very thankful.
As you got a little older, I worried that you would get cold at night. I bought you a heater and a little house which you liked--but you liked coming in the warm house in those cold months to curl up on the couch in the living room--you probably used that couch more than anyone. When I would get u
p early to go run, I would hear and see you scurry outside where you would greet me with a good morning meow and ask me to put out some food.You brought us a lot of presents over the years as well. I appreciated your ability to eradicate the gophers that invaded our lawn, as well as the occasional bird or mouse carcass left on the front porch. You were a warrior.
I'm really going to miss yo
ur daily greetings and watching you lay in the sun with Lola. I liked taking care of you and hope you didn't suffer too much in the last two weeks, and I hope that suffering did not offset an otherwise great life. I'm sorry you got lost. You will always be missed.PS, say hi in Heaven to Miles, Nevada, Buzz, Toby and Defender for us. We miss them too.
