He was a great cat, and pet. The vet said there was not a lot of time, and I knew what it meant when he became more listless and tired. Ragged breathing and not much appetite, if any.
And so it was, in the early morning hours, that he came to pass not long after I sat down next to him for the final time. And I am glad that I was there with him, the first of my pets to pass. It truly seemed that he waited until his human was with him. Glad I stroked his fur during his transition. He had a good life after being rescued, and he was well loved. And he loved his human in return. Goodnight sweet BoJack.
My Favorite: BoJack Closeup
Kissing Kitties: Olive and BoJack
Bojack an Olive napping
BBoJack and the giant catnipplant
BoJack playing in the sun
Olive and BoJack explore snow
AdaLamar's Blog 