My sweet Que DeCat died this morning after nineteen years of life. I adopted her when she was almost two along with her paramour, Clyde. Que was grumpy and skittish, but she was my beautiful baby girl kitty. You all may recognize her as TybeeTabby. So sleep well Que and enjoy romping with Clyde on the other side.
I am so, so sorry.
Thank you. Even though she was old, it still is hard to let go.
Yes, I have a 17-year-old cat and a 14-year-old dog; I’d like to pretend that they’ll be with me forever.