After sixteen years of faithful companionship, Cyrano has moved on.
I found him in 1991, a hungry, flea-bitten ball of fur, no bigger than the palm of my hand, stowed away in the back of a workman's truck from Austin.
After that traumatic beginning, I tried to provide a good home life for him. He was always skittish, until the last few weeks of his life.
We will miss him.
3 comments:
So sorry. Glad he already has lots of practice being an angel kitteh.
Regan,
Thank you.
TnA
Farewell to Cyrano. I think those who take in abandoned animals and give them a home are blessed. He's protecting Angel Hill tonight.
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