Farewell to Bloo

     My sister, Joyce, adopted Bloo about 2 and a half years ago.  Someone was giving Bloo away...seems that he 'talked' too much and was keeping them awake at night.  So, 6-month old Bloo came to live with Joyce.  And Bloo did 'talk' a lot but Joyce didn't mind at all.  

     Bloo grew into a handsome, hairy cat who loved to climb trees, bat around golf balls on the nearby driving range and bring many animal 'gifts' to my sister.  Thankfully, he brought them in alive and Joyce was able to get them back out alive, too.  He was personable with visitors, very much unlike any other cat Joyce had ever owned, believe me.  Bloo even liked little kids. 

    Last week, Bloo started acting a little off.  He seemed to get better after a few days but then, one day when Joyce returned home, Bloo was very warm and obviously very sick.  She took him to the vet who diagnosed him with feline AIDS.  He also had a dangerously high fever from a probably bacterial infection.  He was in critical condition and the prognosis was grim and Bloo was suffering.   Joyce knew what had to be done.   Afterward, she brought him to my house and he was buried in my yard.

     Bloo lived a lot of life in his short time here.  And, he brought my sister much joy and companionship.  We are all sorry that he's gone.  We'll miss you, Bloo.