The short, mostly happy life of Butler Smudgevich Prettycat (19 March 2011 - 8 June 2012)
UPDATE : Butler and his sister Dark Lady showed up after dinner last night. He was still moving slowly. I put him where I knew he would be safe from predators and from getting lost last night. This morning, he was able to find the water and drink some, but eating was too much. I could feel him purring as he sat on my lap after I picked him up.
Update 2 : Thursday evening he came up to the water (or maybe I helped; I forget). He was having trouble drinking, so he turned his head sideways. Some of the Fancy Feast came out into the water. I let him sit there while the other cats ate. I let his sister Parker have a little bit of the canned food.
Friday morning I went to check on him while the other cats were eating; he was stiff and cold. I put him out in a sunny spot for a little bit; when I came back and stroked his head, it was warm but lifeless. After deciding where to put him, I started digging. But I needed gloves, loppers to cut through the tree roots, and boots to help drive the shovel. I put him in an old 100% cotton pillowcase with holes, and when the hole appeared deep enough, I put him in.
