I frequently write about this guy:

Moose All Wet

“You look at me as if ‘wet-dog-smell’ isn’t a good thing!”

My favorite four-legged goof-ball. My buddy, Moose. The Moo-meister General. Moogie Howser, MD (he’s not a real doctor). The Great Googly-Moogly.

Today I want to take a moment to pay tribute to another furry friend, Bill, who passed away August 19 after seventeen years in the family. Adopted by Sam and Sherry when their daughter Shanna moved away with her family, Bill quickly rose to the position of Most Awesome of Cats with his sweet disposition and willingness to accompany you on walks.

I knew Bill for about five years, during which time his eyesight failed and his fur became hopelessly tangled in dreadlock knots, despite Sherry’s best attempts at combing them out. He was a country cat, after all. Even blind, he would get around, presumably by sound and smell. What he seemed to like best, though, was just hanging out with Sherry in the garden, content to lay under her chair, rub against her leg, or just sit and listen. I have a feeling that Sherry will miss those moments, too.

RIP, Sweet Bill.

RIP, Sweet Bill.

We see you in the corner of our vision
Just outside our field of view.
Memories spark and for a flicker of a second
We think that it might be you.

We wish that it really was you.

We’ll miss you, Sweet Bill!

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7 Responses to Bill

  1. Shannon says:

    What a beautiful poem sis!! I appreciate people who “get it” These animals we come to know as family members leave a HUGE impact in our hearts.

  2. Shannon says:

    What a beautiful poem sis!!! These wonderful souls we have as pets leave a HUGE impact on our heart. I appreciate people who “get it”.

  3. Sherry says:

    Oh,Leanna ,such a wonderful tribute to Bill ! Thanks so much ,and love the poem ,Is what happens for sure!

  4. Melinda G. Widgren says:

    So sad Bill the cat is gone……….