Sweet Jo

 Two weeks ago, I had to make the difficult decision

to put my dear sweet cat Jo to sleep.

Jo was almost 22 years old and in the past year

had lost her hearing, some of her sight and 

deteriorating health.  You know in your heart

that the terribly difficult decision is on the horizon

but you hold on for as long as you can until you

see that your sweet pet is having an even more

difficult time than you are.

 My son Jeb and I were driving along a country road

when we saw a sign that said .. "Free Kitten."  Jo was the

runt of the litter but we decided that the farmer had saved

the best for last and immediately adopted her.

In Jo's younger years, she was quite the "mouser" and

when you live in the country as I did back then, mice

are a real nuisance.... but not with Jo on patrol.

She had the loudest purr of any cat around and 

was most happy cuddled up in my son's lap

when he was playing video games.

It is so quiet around the house now.

 I keep catching a grey and white blur out of the 

corner of my eye

and wonder whether she is around in spirit

or am I losing my eyesight too???

Jo was a lovely sweet cat and

I am missing her terribly.