We had to say goodbye to our Tramp this morning. Four years ago Marc walked outside and found a big black cat crying on our driveway. I recognized him as Tramp, whose person Fran, a neighbor, was just a couple days from dying. Tramp had traveled from Fran’s house through a cornfield and two big lawns (belonging to nice people with cats) to get to our home. For some reason he had decided he wanted us to be his new family. And then came Phantom – Tramp’s son who had become the feral cat in the neighborhood. Because Tramp was here, Phantom let me tame him. The two have been inseparable and they have been our companions whenever we’re outdoors -- walking the dog, sitting on the porch, or working in the garden – they’ve been right there. And, always, Tramp would talk to me in his funny little baby voice. Thank you Tramp for choosing us as your family. Thank you for being such a great companion. I promise I’ll take good care of your boy Phantom. Rest well, dear soul.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 11:56:04 +0000
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