This last week was a little hard at Camp Grievances, we lost our oldest and dearest feline- Mr Dashiell. He was 17 years old and a truly dear old soul. I don’t have many pictures of Dash’ he had been in semi-retirement for quite some time. We weren’t going to mention it here, but another loss has happened recently to someone who we feel very strongly about.
The lovely Eva is pictured above with her human, Dita. Eva lived an appropriate lifestyle for Dachsies or stripey orange cats- jetsetting, expensive meals, lots of retro bedding and fancy rides in convertibles. I’m sure she had an enviable collar and headscarf collection.
Dita, my girls offer to share a toy with you and my husband says he is available to comfort you, if you need it. I told him that you were doing fine and a simple black-edged note of condolence would be sufficient.
photo credits: little me, Dachshund blogspot