Norman, the Hollingsworth's kitty has died.
He was just shy of being two years old...
still a baby.
He succumbed to a myriad of problems,
primarily caused by the food he was ingesting.
My heart is broken.
This was a good one.
His last best days were spent here while his family was on vacation.
Soon after he returned home he got sick, never to rally.
I just want to remember him as he was.
He loved to sit here in my grandmother's chair
and look out of the window.
He had a perfect view of the birds and squirrels and rabbits.
I loved how his eyes matched the fabric on the chair.
Norman had a beautiful, glossy coat.
He was a sleek, beautiful guy who loved his people.
Amanda and Mark, Jake and Eli took his early departure hard
as did all of us here in Savannah.
There were lots of tears shed for this special kitty,
one of God's creatures.
😭
God gave us animals to enjoy.
He created them in the beginning.
I am thankful for knowing this one.
"This one's Baghera"
🐱
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