RIP Voodoo

I had to put my cat down today. I would often tell people he was my wifes
cat , but he was mine. I - rather he picked me as an owner/friend. When we
went to the shelter 8 years ago the attendant opened the door and he lept
out ond on to my chest. I looked at him and said yes you are ready to come
home with me now. He has always been good to me from the start. Loving me
with an unconditional love. Never wanting anything more than a meal , water
and a little attention. He slept under the covers when it was cold in the
house and he even made friends with our dog. We wold often watch late night
movies together. One time he scared me while I was watching a horror movie.
-- The Vet was respectible and very nice. She gave him both shots and let
me have time alone with him. I was in tears but I kept scratching his head
even after he was gone. I collected his body and wrapped it in a baby sheet
placed him in a nice wine box and burried him in the front yard. We are
going to replant a flower bed out side the window he would hang out at. I
never had a cat before. I will miss him. Good bye Voodoo.