Monday, August 19, 2013

Seasons Change

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die.  Ecclesiastes 3

We found them in the window well of our home, three kittens barely older than a week. Mom had made a nest for them but abandoned it after our dogs, and our kids, discovered it. We took them in, hand-feeding them with eyedroppers, brushings with a toothbrush and burping them on our shoulders. The cat we already had regarded them suspiciously.

They were three different cats - one rambunctious, one aloof and one...nervous. Nervous stomach, eye twitches - I swore a friend to secrecy when I took him to acupuncture. That was Freedman.

We lost him today, victim of kidney disease. A quick end, really, a blessing but not unmourned. He was our big guy. We will miss the deep, rumbling three AM purring when, standing on one of us, he let us know he appreciated the cuddles. It made him feel secure, something of a rarity for him.

Fair winds and following seas, Mr. Freedman.

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