Sunday, November 4, 2018

I've got bad cat news.

Muffin and Zoos passed away last year. Muffin had cancer in his eye and it spread throughout his face. So we had to put him down. After he died we got three cat to fill the muffin shaped hole in our hearts. There names are Charles Majora Briggs (But we call him Majora or Magerine), TT McSkippens (or Skippy or TT), And Fluffy (or Fluffy girl [pronounced like how Ollie say favory girl] or Fluffina). Not long after that we head a black and white kitten meowing under our neighbors shed. Enter Ragamuffin reincarnate or Bexar (Pronounced bear [he’s named after our old county]). We call him Bear-Bear. Then either right before or right after we got Bexar, we found Zoos dead in his favorite place, the garden. We like to think the cause of death was a broken heart over muffin. They are the bestest brothers after all. Then enter Zoos reincarnate, Kendal. Now at first we thought Kendall was a boy and named her Kevin, because only 20% of gingers are female. She would live in our tree and never come down. Well since we were moving to Boerne we realized we needed to catch her. With much effort we eventually did. She is still super skittish but we’ve started to grow on her. Now sometimes she'll let you pet her instead of running away. (Just like Zoos)
I miss Muffin and Zoos but I’m happy we have our new little family of cats too. Rocky has seemed to adjusted well to his new family. He and Fluffy girl act like an old married couple. Fluffy hates Rocky’s guts and Rocky is just confused.

It’s ironic that he’s the only one alive of the three original, and that muffin of all three was the first to go. I was always preparing myself for Rocky to die since he has FIV and all, but instead it was the healthiest cat, poor old muffin who died.
(Google docs has more openminded spell check.)
P.S. our new county is Kendall county and bear is like muffin in the fact he's a purr machine and super vocal.

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