She Was A Good Cat
Clarice was quite old for a cat, maybe 16 years. She had a good and healthy life. We have a large garden but she preferred to be an indoor cat summer and winter, except when the nestlings were ready to fly - she wanted to catch them! She was a good mouser too, not from our house but from around the area, leaving little offerings on the back doorstep, when she was younger.
In recent years, she has been less inclined to go outside than ever, sleeping on a comfy chair or looking out of the window, except maybe on a hot summer's day (we don't get many of those) when she liked to lie in the shade on the concrete to keep cool.
In the last 4 weeks, she suddenly changed. It was totally overnight. She wanted to be outside all the time, first lying on the grass near the garage, then making herself a small nest or den in the long grass by the pond. She was well hidden in there and for a while we thought she had gone away but she came out now and again. The main problem was that she wouldn't eat. We tried all kinds of food, her normal hard food moistened with gravy or water, tinned sardines, tinned tuna, bits of chicken, ham .... She would eat a tiny nibble off my fingers, then turn away. She got weaker and thinner. We kept her in as far as possible at night but she wanted outside in the day. She was too weak to move much and eventually I carried her to a favourite spot. She didn't seem to be suffering and still enjoyed being stroked. She died on the grass, in the sunshine, near her den. She has been buried in the garden.
The picture is not actually Clarice but this one looks very like her.
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