Yesterday morning, our Little Black Kitty died.
She had been acting just a little different over the past couple weeks, but she's done that before, so we just kept an eye on her and made sure to pet her every time we saw her. On Saturday, she didn't eat, which was definitely odd. On Saturday night, the neighbor lady brought her over (she hangs out at neighbor lady's sometimes as that was one of the houses that fed her before she moved in with us.) When she got in to the house, she was so happy. I picked her up and she wouldn't stop purring. She did it all night. JJ and I both saw her sitting on the floor giving herself a bath around 3:30 in the morning and stopped to pet her. She purred. A few hours later, when we went outside to go get coffee, she was laying under my car. I went to check on her, but she was gone. We knew she was old and we knew that this was going to happen. But we are selfishly sad that we don't get to see her anymore. She was the sweetest, most well-mannered, and adorable cat that I have ever met. We will miss you, LBK.
Things we love:
How we got our Little Black Kitty
Costume helper (here too)
Cancer recovery buddy
Workout Kitty and Hand Holder
that's so cute, let's also watch this one
Thank you for coming into our life, Little Kitty. We're so glad we got to be a part of yours.