He was very loved little cuddle bunny who very much enjoyed watching the foster kittens play, being groomed by his best friend Gustav the cat, and eating Papa Johns pizza and as many treats as he could get his paws on. He left us gently this evening at Angell Memorial Hospital in Boston after looking at us and saying (with his eyes), “I’m ready to go, okay?” Wolfgang and I were with him as he felt gently to sleep.
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Native of Kentucky and Ohio. Student of Christianity, religion, democracy, sexuality, suffering/healing, and gender. Lover of animals, my cats, books, my sweet babies, my family, and cozy, warm homes. Interested in how to make the world a more just and loving place, and in trying to be less serious and more fun. I am both amazed and intrigued by the ways that we journey through this life and make sense of it all and envision this (now occasional) blog as place to reflect on all of the above.
Oh, Elizabeth, I’m so sorry to hear about Murray. You and Wolfgang gave him a lot of love.
Hobbes, Jack, Tugboat, Boots and Iris all send their feline love – and soft purrs and biscuit paws of condolence and support. I send my kindest thoughts. :::hugs:::
Your extraordinary care for Murray gave him the security and love few stray cats ever know.
Thanks everyone for your support. He had a good 16 months for a sick kitty and made the best of it, but I think he is probably way happier now. We sure do miss him, though.
I’m so sorry. Those furbabies really work their ways into our hearts, don’t they?