Pawprints on our hearts...

We had the unfortunate luck last week of having to put down one of our kitties and although I am still getting over the shock, I felt I should write a little tribute to our beloved Maxie.  

You know what the deal is when you get a pet ... they get sick.  Stuff happens.  You can handle it.  At least that's what you tell yourself anyway.  We have had to put down 2 cats now, and wow, it is just the most awful thing to have to do. 

Relaxing in the sun!

What made it worse with Maxie was he was very healthy and young, only 6 years old.  But he had a blocked bladder which was going to be too costly for us to pay for right at the moment, with me being on leave from work.  

Sneakily snoozing on the brand new lounge suite!

He was the most amazing cat.  I don't think he ever scratched me, or bit me once, and was so sweet with Emily.  He would give us cuddles, smooches and head-butts galore.  He was always so happy to see us and wanted to be a part of everything we did, often rushing in past me, through the laundry door and running round the house to see what was happening.  Of course 2 seconds later the microwave would go on, he'd get scared and would want to go outside, much to our annoyance!  But that was Maxie.  

Ahhh there's that little smooch!

A one in a million kitty, very loved by us all, and his pawprints will forever be on our hearts, along with Tom's.  I love you Maxie.

A true cat - loved his sleep!