As much as I hate, hate, HATE it, the reality of life on a farm with lots of animals is that we frequently have to deal with death.
We lost our Dusty cat last week. He was the first animal we added on our farm. Or I guess technically he just “showed up,” as if to say, “Here I am. Let’s get this farm STARTED.”
He appeared when we were just making plans to build – no buildings, no gardens, just lots of mud and weeds (okay, well, we still have that).
But then we had Dusty.
Look at the scrawny little guy – more than 6 years ago.
He was our “camper cat.” For a cat, he was pretty good at unconditional love.
Rest in peace, old friend. We miss you already.