
All the founding Furry Ones are gone.
He got his name because I was traveling up to Fort Leavenworth from Fort Sill for a conference. I stopped at the I-35 rest stop at Ottawa, Kansas, where I was met by a little orange-and-white furball, who immediately started yammering at me, and did so all the way to the rest room.
He stopped there and waited for me to come out, and started yammering again, all the way back to the truck. Then he showed me how proficient he was at catching beetles to munch on. I asked around, and someone who'd been there all day (it was night) told me that the kitten had been there all day.
So, I left a note to contact me if you lost a kitten, scooped him up, put him in the truck, and we went off to get a litter box and such not at the local Wal-Mart.
And I discovered why he was probably at that rest stop. He screamed and yowled. I can just imagine a Dad telling the kids 30 miles down the road - "Oh? We left the kitten? Gosh kids, we don't have time to go back and get him... maybe he'll be there on the way back."
Or something like that. So, that's how he became, Rest Stop.
Yesterday morning he was fine. Well, he seemed to be, anyway.
Feh.
Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we



So much joy has been added to our lives by the love of these faithful furry ones.
I'm with ya, brother. My 13 yr old boder collie mix, Lucky, was diagnosed with cancer a few weeks ago after surgery to remove a splenic mass. We're enjoying these weeks with him now until he begins the downhill run. They are family.
Pinch
Like you I'll know if and when I reach Heaven by the ones there to greet me.
*sigh*
My parents lost their dog, Maggie, a couple of weeks ago. They're family, ya know? Sorry you're going through this again, John and Beth.
In time, though, it will be the memories of the joy you shared that will be Rest Stop's (and Hobie's and Sandy's) final gift to us. Hold on to those memories and it will temper the grief.
I've had a few health scares with my two cats over the [long, by cat standards] years. I'm lucky enough that they're both doing well right now, but every day I remember to treasure my time with them.
I suppose you can't escape the cycle of life though...so maybe it's time that the Castle adopted a few more homeless kittens?
I'm sorry to hear this, guys :-(
Flea, I too have something in my eye. Must be allergy season.
RG
Must go blow nose now and pet my own elderly cat.
Just saw this. I am sorry for your loss. Its hard to lose any of them but this one chose you.