We finally had to say good bye to Olive today. She's been a trooper the past two months but we knew she was going down hill and showing her age which was at least 19 years old. She had a fast growing mass, so there was no prolonging it at her age. But just last week she has her nose to the books.
And she always wanted to be on my lap, even when I was standing! We had a lot of rides together in my wheelchair.
And we have had a lot of fun over the years saying "Where's Olive" and "you won't believe where that cat is now!" Like Waldo, she would hide in a conspicuous place and until she moved we wouldn't even see her. Just yesterday I jumped when I reached for something on my night stand and got cat instead. Here she is snoozing on my sewing desk. Never went there before, but must have thought she belonged there.
We will miss you, Olive.
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