I’ll miss her goofy-ass self – waking me up at 5:45 each morning (she had issues when the time changed and her kitty clock didn’t), peeing outside the litter box but pooing inside (I’d have preferred the pooing be on the outside, truth be known), her very regal bearing as befitting a feline of advanced years, her indignation (as voiced by an animal communicator) when we added Sophia to the mix, whining for food and treats and lots more.
Originally promised to my friend Margaret who ended up not being able to take her, Lucie stayed with me, Mommy, Midjull and Murphy and together they formed a little herd of cats that followed me around the house wherever I went.
We’ve lost two of our oldest beloved pets this year and no matter what, it’s hard. Max hit us hardest but Lucie was my snuggle bunny and has been with me forever and I feel her loss so much. I miss her so.
All part of the bargain we share with them and even though the end is hard, I wouldn’t trade the twenty years I had with her for anything.