My old guy passed away on September 12. Sadly, I wasn't home with him. I was on my way home from a trip to Colorado, riding in a car somewhere in Kansas when I got the call from my bestie (and pet sitter) that Anchovy wasn't looking very well. I trust my girl, Jen. We worked together at an animal hospital for a lot of years; if she says it's time then it's time. I'm exceptionally saddened that I wasn't here to be with him. We were together almost 17 years, why couldn't he wait three more days?
I'll miss his little alien looking self. I always jokingly said if Anchovy were a person he would be a gay French dude. He's going to be terribly missed.
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| Pike on the left, Anchovy on the right. Both have now passed. |
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Oddly, he left in the same time frame that he came in. Pike was my first kitty and when he turned 6 Anchovy came to live with us. Pike passed 6 years ago and now Anchovy has followed him.
My little family is shrinking alarmingly. We've gone from 7 bodies in the van to 4 in a little over a year. Dandy. Dot and Tadpole are all close to the same age 6/7 so hopefully we won't be suffering any more losses any time soon.
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