Another good bye. . .

This has been a truly hellish week.  Due to the aggressiveness of my cat Boo's bone caner tumor (on his jaw) and the fact that my vet was going to be closed December 6 to the 10th, we elected to bring him in to the vet on December 5th, 2013 and have him join his sisters and brothers at the Rainbow Bridge.  Boo was my cat; I love them all, but he was my boy.  I got him from our old vet in Connecticut when he was about 3 months old.  He hid under the bed for 5 days; I used to bring him food to ensure he ate (obviously he snuck out when we were sleeping, but. . .) - he was moody, shy, hated people and other cats but was also one of the most loving cats I have ever had.  He also was born with the last 1 ½” or so of his tail crooked (it was a perfect upside L) – and that was how he got his nick name (he real name was Damian, but he only answered, if you can call what a cat does answer, to Boo) as he was my “Boo Boo Kitty” (Laverne & Shirley anyone??) because of his tail and he was so easily spooked.  Then he was just Boo.  He has a special place in my heart forever & always. . .

Again, I apologize for the bad news - after all this is an art blog - but I feel strongly about giving my furbabies the respect and remembrance they deserve.  Thank you for understanding and I am SO looking forward to the New Year ~