Hey,
I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this, but I felt Archie deserved his very own post..
Last week Archie was very sick, rather suddenly. We did a whole host of tests, but on Saturday night we had to take him to ER and then subsequently made the decision to put him to sleep.
We had Archie 10 years (some careful maths made us recant the previous 12 year guesstimate) and he was so amazing.
He came to us with his Sister as a nervous, but stroke wanting feral cat. He left us as a semi-relaxed, stroke demanding, inquisitive, blanket loving, playful softy cat.
Once he got to NYC he became Archie 2.0 - he discovered a love of sunpatches, chilling on the sofa and the bed, he found out that cat treats are amazing and his favourite thing ever was to snuggle next to his 'Dad' on the sofa. He also had a mini love affair with my Dad aka Granddad last year and that was so awesome to watch.
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| Daddy / Granddad and Archie |
Hubby and I are pretty broken up and we are missing his physical presence so much.
RIP Archibald, we love you.
Cx
