Tama-Chan: We had a terribly sad day yesterday. Everything started out well, but #1 got a call from our neighbour, Ms. N, just before noon, saying there was something very wrong with their kitty, our buddy Manoush. #1 immediately cancelled her lunch appointment and rushed Manoush to their vet with Ms. N (Ms. N doesn't drive and her daughter who lives with her, Ms. C, is on the waiting list for a heart/lung transplant).
We were all hoping that it was an accident, something that could be put right, but very worried by the fact that Manoush seemed to be paralysed in the hind legs. And then, the verdict came from the vet, a blood clot had blocked flow to the whole lower part of the body leaving sweet Manoush paralysed and incontinent, and in a lot of pain. There was sadly nothing to be done but help him across the Bridge. #1 took Ms. N back to the vet's so they could both say their goodbyes, and they brought home Manoush whom #1 buried in their garden. He was only seven years old.
Manoush, I know I screamed like a banshee every time you came anywhere near the house, but you were part of our extended family and we will all miss you. Run Free, Buddy.
Baby Manoush when he first appeared in the neighbourhood:
Manoush The Hunter:
Manoush at the window, making me scream…
Manoush napping on his tractor:
Our last pic of Manoush, taken two weeks ago: