Digging Out

Penelope Pooping

Monica and I came across this pug receiving a blessing from St. Francis of Assisi at a church we are considering for our wedding. I am not a religious person or one who believes in fate, but this seems all to perfect.

Penelope seriously hates the Orbit commercials, she can be in a dead silent sleep and the horn will wake her up.

After work on Friday Monica noticed that Pilar wasn’t looking so hot. The next morning she was worse, she wasn’t eating, drinking and was lethargic. Sunday morning we took her to the emergency vet and sadly she didn’t come home with us. Apparently she had a chronic kidney problem, and then she got an infection.

Pilar never missed a chance to annoy me. She would try to steal my yogurt, knock over half full glasses of liquid, jump on my lap just as I was about to get up and wait until I was asleep to come into bed, waking me up in the process. She had one last chance before she left, she stumbled over to the faucet in the Dr’s office and I turned it on so she could get a drink of water.

She was a good cat. The queen of our pets.

She was friendly to strangers, loved to go outside and loved junk food.

The house doesn’t seem the same without her.