I had other plans for R day, but…
This morning I woke to our cat, Monty, lying on the floor wheezing. His neck was wet and he had a hard time breathing. I took him to the vet where they found his lungs were filled with fluid and he had a clot blocking most of the blood to his lower body. Long story short, we had to put him down.
Monty was one of the sweetest, mellowest, quietest cats I’ve met. Of course he was quirky, which was part of his charm. When he was still very young, he broke one of his hips. In spite of that, he got around for years, still managing to explore and get into mischief.
I’ll miss you, Monty. R.I.P.