I adopted Tasha, a calico cat, when she was 13, so I knew she wouldn’t be with me for very long. She loved to sit on my knee as I sat at my computer reading and posting on FR. She passed away on Election Day 2016 from renal failure, a common cause of death among older cats.
Tasha, what a beautiful name and I know an awesome kitty that gave such love and enjoyment to you, and cat-panions on this earth. Talkative and making sure you weren’t spending too time on the typeable telly :)
A Calico named Sassy was such as well, and would not let me place her on the floor while I got ready for work. It was Sassy in one arm, toothbrush or comb in the other. She firmly let me know when I’d spent for her a bit too much ticks on the clock, as well as Krystal as she was rescued a bit later in years.
Sassy became diabetic and waxed thin, but forged on bravely and was sweetly greeting all with her signature kiss on the cheek and was there to greet my sister and her husband when they took over her care. My brother-in-law cried when she was put to rest.
Your story is another of how God’s Love is emparted toward us through His Created furry creatures, both great and small.