Boo

1998 - 2015

I came home the other day to an empty home for the first time in 18 years.

A year after I got Biff, my orange tabby, I realized he needed a companion. That’s when I spotted Boo at the feed mill. A tiny little black beauty with green eyes. She had a pink bow around her neck and was terrified, hiding in the corner. She had been abandoned at a shopping center and somebody brought her to the mill in hopes she would find a home.

She did.

Eight years later, Biff died of kidney failure and it was just Boo and I from that point on. We weathered lots of highs and lows together. Seventeen years is a long time. She slept with me, ate with me and even tried to get in the tub with me a few times. She always dove out into the hallway the second I got home. So happy to see me.

She was the daughter I never had.

She suffered heart failure (the vet believes - or something similar). Tuesday night around 10:45pm I heard her tiny, uncharacteristic mews. I wasn’t sure what was wrong. I slept on the floor with her and took her to the vet in the morning. There was nothing that could be done.

Oddly enough, even though it was a cloudy day, it was bright and the sun came out as we got to the car. Even odder still, every light was green on the way there, that never happens in this town. When we got out of the car, the kids were sliding down the nearby ski hill in the sun uttering cries of joy. I paused for a moment so she could see. I’m so glad I did. Boo loved the outdoors and that was the last outdoor scene she got to see.

The vet said there was nothing that could be done.

Boo died in my arms at 10:35am Wed Feb 18th 2015.

The last thing I remember was how warm she was and how soft her fur was and how her beautiful green eyes were wide open looking up with the light shining in them.
I hope I never forget it.

“Time for you to go find Biffy now my Girl, you two can play together again”

“You be a good girl, Daddy Loves you and will never forget you”