It was the first time in 75 years that she was ever alone, she had her cat Mr. Boots. Mr. Boots was our son Mitchell's cat & when he moved out west to Calgary five years ago, Mr. Boots moved in with his Grandma & Grandpa.
Now with the pets here he is not alone but is lonely.
I watched him brush up & nestle into Eva's leather purse as it was sitting on the floor next to Bill's chair, where he had been gathering information from her wallet & just laid down beside it. My heart ached as I knew he was familiar with her scent & must be missing her so much.
He would meow out loud at Eva's place & did the same here for a day, now he has settled in & I've even got him purring when I pick him up & cuddle him.
Mr. Boots is huge, he weighs in at 20.8 pounds! Boris was afraid of him at first but now they do tolerant each other. Rexton is the one with some issues & has turned into a bully, chasing that very large 8 year old down the hall. My jaw dropped, if Mr. Boots ever turned on her...oh my! he has the right of weight, twice her size!
Each day is getting better with all of the pets as time has a way if working things out.
RIP Eva, your Mr. Boots will be well cared for.
It's been a sad time for our family right now but with past conversations, I had with Eva, her heart was so heavy missing her beloved John. No more as they're together now.
Thought for this week.
Family, like fabric, has neat seams and frayed edges.
Thank you for stopping by for a visit this week.
We are all born with expiry dates, you just never know when. So live each day to the fullest!
Gone but not forgotten, I will miss you Eva Marie Richardson!