He would have had you believe he was a lion king.
But he was really just a pussycat.
Where, oh where, did the time go?
Cody cat, aka Shoo Bear, was just a few days short of his sixteenth birthday when we decided we had to let him go. He had been suffering for a long time from chronic renal failure. At the end, he struggled to eat and drink, and then, could not do either. He was searching for places to hide. It was time. So, so hard to say goodbye.
If Cody had a hashtag I think it would have been #lowkey. He was so relaxed that he spent much of his time draped like a shawl.
Sometimes, we humiliated him with a lion cut.
But it always grew out and his dignity would be restored.
His answer to everything was to purr. You could hear him purring across the room. He purred if you pet him. He really, truly, actually purred if you looked at him.
And though he struggled, he purred, right up to the end.
We will miss him forever.
“…May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.”