Friday, November 9, 2012
Requiem for Arthur Frost
This sweet boy came to live with us last year... his story is here. And sadly we had to let him go. We have to face that his life was cut short by the abandon and free reign that we allow our cats. It wasn't a predator, coyote or owl. Could it have been poison, or an errant shot? Or was his irregular heart rhythm a factor?
As much as his humans miss him, Motto Guzzi is lost.
Shortly after this picture was taken, my mother encouraged him to go to the fields for another, and he complied.
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