We lost Albert last night. It wasn’t a surprise at all. I was almost surprised he made it through the day. He was sick a few years ago and never fully recovered. Since then, it has been off and on for him and thought he was on his last legs, only for him to bounce back.
I didn’t mean the little pun in the last paragraph, but Albert had only three legs, so “last legs” might not have been a great choice of words. He was also FIV positive, that is like HIV, but “F” for “Feline” instead of “H” for “Human”. I won’t say he had kitty AIDS, but he did have an immunity issue and we were told we would most likely have him for less than five years. It was over ten. I am not sure how old he was when we got him – they said “Two”, but my guess is older. So he would have been at least 12.
Josephine, or Josie for short (no Josie and the Pussy Cats Jokes! she was named after Joséphine Bonaparte, since all cats are royalty (real or created)) was a tiny bit of a thing. They told us that she had had her first litter of kittens while she was still a kitten herself and that it stunted her growth, since all of the nutrients and energy that should have gone into her went towards her kittens. They said she had at least one other litter before being rescued. She was in a house with dozens of other cats and was more feral than domestic.
For weeks after coming to live with us Josie would not come out into the open, but constantly hid. She was easy to find, though, since poor Albert (yes, royalty) followed her around, crying. Although they were both “fixed”, he was madly in love. He only had three legs, so she could easily escape, but he still serenaded her constantly.
It didn’t take her too long to warm up to me. She was always a bit wild and was either in my lap or hiding, so I didn’t get too many pictures of her.
I hope you aren’t getting sick of my autumn photos… Anyway, I am going to repeat a few posted before, but add new ones. (Note – yes, in that photo at the top, that is how steep my back yard is – in places even steeper…)
All of these were taken in and around Wilton, New Hampshire in the last two weeks.
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Albert, Grace and Josephine, come here and let me tell you a story! Well, I won’t spend too much time with this story, but I do want to make sure that you get a bit of time in the spot light. Yes, I know, the two canines who shall not be named in this post monopolize the four-leg time on my blog… OK, Albert, I know, you are a three-leg, but you have had a few posts about just you! (There were more than just those two…)