Eleven years ago, I found this website Couch Tigers and discovered the pictures of two adorable former feral kittens. I spent six months trying to convince myself that I didn’t need two more cats (which would put the household number at five), and failed miserably.
On May 16, 2002, Rufus and Fetch came home.
Yesterday, when we woke up, Rufus was dead from an apparent seizure. He was never truly tame, but he loved me, and I loved him back. I’ll miss him.
It’s been a rough, rough year for deaths, with Williams, Chipotle, Reggie, and now Rufus. I’m ready for it to be done.