December 13, 2016 was a Tuesday. No snow. The Mistress of Frimousse has decorated the Christmas tree. Frimousse and Rouxy are in the garden. In a few days it will be their last Christmas. They did not know and neither did we.
Little Frimousse had just met a very young kitty, friends for their whole lives: RouXy.
September 21, 2012 was the last day of our little Tigri. We took him to Frimousse’s doctor, thinking that maybe she would propose another medecine to allow him to live a little longer, without suffering. But the blood tests said that our little Tigri was finished. The last photo of poor Tigri alive prompts me to publish the latest photos of gentle Rouxy and our dear Frimousse…
April 2nd, 2003. 15 years ago. Frimousse was nearly three years old, and RouXy nearly two .
This photo to remember “the good old times”… Life goes on, without RouXy.
Temperatures are milder these days. And we’ve had some gentle rain.
Frimousse’s Mistress is running again and she’s started cycling. I follow her on Glympse to make sure tea is ready when she comes back.
I go shopping and I do the cooking, because she works!
Plenty of books want to be read, small repairs are needed in the house. RouXy Blog will have a little sleep.
It was in spring last year, I think…
RouXy on Plume’s Masters’ firewood, on April 6th, 2008
RouXy with Plume, on May 4th, 2016, on her lawn, a month before she died
Frimousse, on June 17th, 2008, at the time of the first fits, before the beginning of Frimousse Blog