The Legacy

I got a quietly desperate message from a friend this morning asking when I was home. Her cat, Nofret, who I wrote about here is seriously ill. A pretty tabby with striking white paws, he has been her cat for seventeen years, joining her when he was a tiny kitten, too young to be separated from his mother.
I called her and learned that Nofret is seriously ill. He has had blood tests and has thyroid and liver problems. She is speaking to the vet later; the same vet she introduced me to with Freddy all those years ago, the same vet she drove me to a year ago when Freddy died, the same vet who has been attending Nofret all his long life. She and her husband are not hopeful. Nofret’s days, maybe his hours, are numbered. Continue reading