One Year ago today….

One Year ago today….we lost our dear Puck. It’s probably one of the most tragic events of my life really. I’ve lost grandparents to old age but those experiences were so different than grieving the loss of this dear kitten that I rescued and bottle fed. We were lucky that when I got him at 3 weeks that my good friend Julie had rescued a nursing mother with a litter that was close in age to Puck. That mother was amazing and took him in for a couple weeks to nurse.

Puck struggled his first few months of life. He had multiple illnesses but eventually grew up to be a big healthy adult. Adulthood didn’t take his monster personality away. The little stink was always causing trouble and loved to bite you then run away. We didn’t care though because we loved him so much.

This little monster thought he was a dog. He didn’t know better. He was raised by three big dogs and spent the first several months of his life with Zip the border collie looking over him. Marley became his playmate and he grew up to have no fear of anything including Dylan!

I had taken Puck in as a foster but couldn’t bare to really give him up. Eventually, Paul adopted him and Puck made the move from my house to Paul’s. He had already been spending lots of time there since I took him when I went over there to play.

Anyway, I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. Sometimes I will see kitties for adoption that look very similar. I know, however, that they would never be the same. I miss him so very much and hope he is enjoying his time at the bridge. I envision him playing with our Dear Delta Blue. I am sure they are keeping each other company there.