We quickly all fell in love with this sweet cat. He had an adorable little face and I just loved the white around his nose.
Georgie and Okie...BFFs
He was the perfect cat.
When I left for college I had a hard time leaving George. He was my baby. He slept with me every night. But my sister said that she would take good care of him. When I would come home to visit things with George were never exactly the same. He was made at me for leaving him and I don't blame him. Soon he became more of my sister's cat.
such good manners!
Then this fall my sister left for college. Poor George was lost! I tried to visit him a lot and he eventually became more of my parent's cat. Then in December my parent's moved. They left the only house George had ever known. The first week they lived in their new home, George ate something bad. He had to go to the vet and was very sick. We thought for sure we were going to loose him. But G is our fighter. He was back to normal in no time.
One of my favorite pictures of George and my sister
my sister liked to dress him up
I know Georgie lived a wonderful life. He was loved by so many. We have so many great memories with him. But I just can't help but to be sad that he passed away by himself. Without anyone around. J said that cats do that when they are sick. They want to be alone. But it just kills me that we were not around to say goodbye or to get one last head-butt (which he did as his, "I love you").
always finding a place to snuggle
this one kills me--like, "i'm not doing anything"
This blog post was written later because my sister just found out this weekend when she came home.