Took a long awaited trip to Knoxville Maryland yesterday in the fish.
Now its only 200 miles or so each way, but keep in mind that I have never taken the fish further than maybe 50 miles away from home.
Well, we make it there just fine....car ran great. Got thumbs ups from many passersby.
Then it was time to leave, this morning....same deal....great ride home. One trucker kept blowing his horn and a huge thumbs up....another lady leaned out of her car window to videotape our car (lady, if you are reading this, I would love a copy!!)
We pull into the driveway and into the garage.
400 some miles , no issues. I was flying high. Start to unpack the car.
Then I hear my wife running back into the garage.....our family cat of 13 years (14 years old) was very ill.
Well, long story short, we put him down about 2 hours after we got home.
My 10 year old was sobbing as was my wife...my 8 year old handled the whole thing differently.
That wasnt bad enough......when we were trying to get the cat to the vet, we piled into my Durango and the battery was dead!!!!
It was a rough day....now, my 8 year old is upstairs crying, like it finally hit him.
We tried soothing things earlier by going to a cruise and then dinner...it helped for a while but now that we are back home, the reminders are all there.
I always described the cat as "my wife's cat". If I even thought about touching him much I would get an asthma attack so I stayed away from him mostly....I had to share my bathroom with his litter box so I frequently cursed about that.....and with his diabetes, he required daily shots so picking up and going was not an option.....
But dammit, he was a cool cat....great attitude and friendly as hell....never wanted outside....always welcomed attention from the kids. Never caught a mouse once, but he was a constant companion to both of my son's. Slept at the foot of their beds.
He was my wife's cat. That's what I told everyone.
But now I realize he was our family's cat...a family member. And that he was an important part of our family that is going to be sorely missed.
Gonna miss the little fur ball.
Sneakers, where-ever you are right now, thanks for being part of our family, and we'll miss ya.
I'll miss ya.
Fair thee well, my furry friend. Fair thee well.