Not an easy day, dear Subscribers. How did I get through this?
I cradled and rocked him. Told him how much I loved him. Thanked him for all that he had given to me through the years, so many years, including the now-beautiful scar above my lip in his early scary, feral days. I wear it like a badge. A wedding ring.
Acute kidney failure.
The last two days, he wanted to sit on the back porch facing the woods. He knew. He loved Nature.
At the Vet's he was so unusually quiet. Tired. Exhausted. His head nestled in the nook of my arm. A slight purr. Tears into fur. And then stares ... beyond the beyond.
For as long as we were together, each day I left where I lived, I told him, "Bye, Chalk, you wait for me."
And he did.
Among hugs, caresses and kisses, tears, deep sobs, those were my last love words to him. "You wait for me." And I know he will.
