Oh my goodness do I have a lot to catch up on! Let's get the sad news out of the way first though :(
One of our barn cats, Tom, passed away one night last week. He was eating dinner as we were unloading grain when he appeared to have a seizure, and he died in DH's arms shortly after 💔
Any of my local friends who stopped by our place for more than five minutes would have met Tom. He would follow guests all over the property and rub himself on their boots. He's lived here since we rescued him and his "sister" Lady in 2013. He LOVED to scrap with all the passing feral cats (and the occasional raccoon or opossum 🙈) and sported a gnarly cauliflower ear as a result. He made himself "useful" by getting underfoot during much of the house construction, and he loved BBQ days when DH would fire up the smoker and hang out all day in the lean to. He drove me nuts occasionally, but the barn will be a bit sadder without his broad tomcat face and gravelly purr. And poor Lady won't have her winter snuggle buddy to keep her warm in the feed room ðŸ˜
He's buried out back in our pet cemetery with a stone to mark his grave. He was a gross, grungy gremlin, but he was our gremlin, and we'll miss him very much.
I'm so sorry. I'm glad he lived his best life with you guys though!
ReplyDeleteThank you - it definitely was a better life than the place we got him from! And Thanksgiving week my mom gave me a big case of wet food so the barn cats were living large his last week anyway 💔
DeleteGotta love a barn cat. Tom looks like he stayed in the middle of all the action and had a great life.
ReplyDelete(((❤️❤️❤️)))
He was definitely always underfoot 😆
DeleteOh no, so sorry :( I love the pictures of him on the tools, always in the center of things.
ReplyDeleteHe was definitely always where the action was ❤️
Delete