Saturday, December 20, 2008
This morning, my daughter and son-in-law found that one of their cats, Frodo, had unexpectedly passed away underneath their deck during the night. We are heartsick for their loss.
After moving to New Zealand, Kelly found she missed having cats around so she and Ross sought out suitable candidates through friends. It so happened that a friend of a friend's cat had a litter of kittens. Two brothers joined the household when they were old enough - Sam, an orange marmalade, and his brother, Frodo, a sleek black muscular feline.
Frodo was the one who tended to explore more than Sam. He would almost go into a "patrol mode" each day, checking out the garden in back. He also could find ways to open the cat door when he wasn't supposed to go outside almost like a miniature version of a Houdini.
Kelly said they thought he might have been hit by a car but it appeared he didn't have a scratch on him.
Please, if you can find it in your hearts, say a little prayer for Frodo and Kelly and Ross. I know how much they loved him. I know they are both hurting at his loss. And Sam will be lost without his brother.
Wherever you are, Frodo, may you be at peace. I wish my coming granddaughter had the chance to have you watch over her...may you still keep watch over those you loved and who loved you. You will be greatly missed...