Back in March our lovely Mrs. Wilberforce celebrated her fifteenth birthday.
Six weeks later, we discovered that she had a tumor in her abdomen. Trooper that she was, she hung out with us for ten more weeks, spending most of her time on our dining room table to keep an eye on everything. I’m so glad I had those weeks with her, so we could sit in the sun together a few more times.
This week we had to say goodbye to her. Such a benign, wise being.
It’s been rather a hard year. We lost Noll Baxter last July
and Edward in March.
I know others will come to live with us one of these days, and they will make us laugh. (And sometimes drive us crazy as well.) I confess I do not understand people who say they loved their pet so much they can never get another one. To me, the very best way to honor them is give a good life to another.
But for now, we just miss her.