R.I.P. Merlin


This is the wizard I am talking about. Today, on September 19th, the cutest kitty in the world closed his eyes for the last time. Diagnosis: pulmonary edema, heart failure. The vet gave him the merciful narcotic shot before he suffocated. It’s hardly any consolation. He only lived to see the beginning of his 5th year.

His name was a perfect description of his personality. Mysterious and reclusive, he liked to hide. But what a tender soul he was. He would only snuggle up when you were alone in the room, and very still. He loved to crawl under the cover of the blanket.

When we aquired him, he was infested with parasites. He was underdeveloped and underfed. Back then, the vet’s prognosis was under a month. Boy was he surprised when we returned to have him neutered! But he must have sustained some cardiomuscular disorder, which he could never recover from, and today, the grim kitty reaper found him. No, I am not trying to put an amusing spin on a cat’s death. But really, imagine a kitty with a black cloak and a scythe… hilarious.

Rest in peace, Merlin. I am crying my eyes out right now.


3 thoughts on “R.I.P. Merlin

  1. I’m so sorry for your loss. One of my cats passed away last year when he was only 3 years old due to some hereditary disease we were unaware of. I wish you didn’t have to go through that as well. Here’s a virtual hug, if you’ll have it. *opens her arms*

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