Friday, April 03, 2009

3.5 months later...

and we are still deeply missing our beloved Frodo. My children include him in their dinner prayer or evening prayer, to come home. It's been especially hard on my 14 year old son.

Frodo was one very unique cat. I really have known no other like him. He would sleep right next to my son. Every night. He would groom my son's freshly showered hair; it was so funny to watch. He would let the kids dress him up; be crazy with him; make videos of him. And he would just lay there like it was the best thing in the world. He had an amazing purr. He would snore sometimes. He was the most laid back, sweet, absolutely loving cat. Ever.

No matter where you are, a part of you, Frodo, is here with us, every day. Always...

This was the last picture I took of him, a couple weeks before we last saw him. (He's outside, waiting to come in, and he and Coco are looking at each other.) Each night, before I go to bed, I look down in this spot to see if he's there... (yes, I'm sobbing now...)