Yuki

We said goodbye to a dear friend recently, he was one of our beloved cats. He was only 6 years old. His favourite things were laps, fish, getting dirty and eating grass. It was a real blow to us when it happened. It wasn’t a slow affair, although the day felt long and heavy. It came suddenly, late morning and by 2 in the afternoon he was gone. It still feels really surreal. And I expect him to start complaining that he can see the bottom of his food bowl at any moment.

Yuki was taken from us by a freak chance. It wasn’t an accident, it was a body malfunction. He had an embolism. It’s not common for cat’s his age, in fact, it rarely happens in cats younger than 10. But it happened, and it cut off all his blood supply in his back legs and tail. He howled in pain and it was only a matter of minutes before we took him to the vet. It was too late anyway. You can’t stop an embolism, you can only prevent.

Yuki is sorely missed in our house.

Yuki, dyed pink with Kool-aid