Cinder 1/1/2002 – 1/8/2022

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Ingrid and I bid farewell to another fur baby early this morning. Cinder chose us back in 2005 after first startling the hell out of me in the barn. Ingrid found a couple, a country block away, who were missing their cat and returned her, only to have her come wandering up the driveway the next day, chatting to herself. It was decided then that she would stay with us.

Cinder

Daisy

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Daisy

My little fuzzball Daisy. Her kidneys are failing and she hasn’t been doing well the last few weeks. Two nights ago (the night before her 17th Birthday) her breathing seems really shallow and we decided it was time to end her suffering but we were unable to get an appointment with our vet until late this afternoon.  We’ve been trying to keep her comfortable but she is declining really fast.  Last night, she suddenly decided she want to sleep in the damp bathtub.  We’re going to miss her, she was a really cool cat.