Day 10 of a birthday month I no longer feel like celebrating.
Tonight, we lost our little girl cat Tipu. An undetected illness took her from us. Her little body swelled up and a few hours later at the vet, it was discovered that she had a ruptured tumor on her liver. Our only choice was to say our goodbyes. A rare Dragon Li breed, Tipu was rescued by Mr. Io from a breeder in China who planned to have Tipu put down because she was blind. Love at first sight compelled Mr. Io to arrange her rescue and have her flown to Northern Ireland. She was dying, battered, and close to death from starvation. Mr. Io has some, let's say 'diplomatic military influence.' Nursed back to health Tipu gave us close to ten years of purring sweetness and unconditional love. It never mattered that Tipu was blind; she saw with her soul. She saw how much she was loved, and is loved still. I am beyond broken at loosing her. Mr. Io is just shattered. He has lost his little girl. I have lost my baby. Loved beyond belief, we are both devastated. But also grateful to Tipu for allowing us to be her cat guardians. Who will tuck her in tonight, as I did every night? Perhaps they have angels for this sort of thing?
Please spare Tipu a kind thought tonight. I am bowing out for a while. May Bast protect.
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