the best of best friends can come from difficult beginnings.
Carol · Dec. 22, 2011
about 13 years ago a stray cat was found in safeway's parking lot, at the time, we thought he was between 4-6 yrs old....i fostered him for a rescue group and then when i opened katies place, he became a foster for them. we found him a great home but he came back a few years later for biting. when i started saints, he moved with me to here...one of the original saints.
frodo always hated my guts until he one day became a saint (to me.) we became the very best of friends and a few years ago, i finally adopted him. there is not really a nice way to say it except to say that frodo could be a complete asshole. he has bitten people in the face and shredded their arms and their hands. these incidents became fewer and fewer as each of us learned frodo's rule...he was the king and we were his servants.
i was lucky enough to one day be dubbed as frodo's best friend...i totally adored him and spoiled him rotten as best as i could. this was hard because frodo hated other animals and i of course live with over a hundred of those. so i renovated the office for him and then bought him his very own fifth wheel trailer. i finally got it right when i gave him the shop and the hideaway suite for his own. i periodically would have melt-down freak outs whenever he disappeared on an adventure, because frodo did like to explore the world....preferably from someone's car.
yesterday we had a couple of carol and frodo moments, when i would hold him and he would rest his nose against mine. later he wanted to nap in my car so i let him for an hour. at bedtime he wanted to eat both up in the suite and down in the shop so gave him canned food in both areas and then when janice, dionne and i were goofing with edith, he decided he wanted to go outside.
it was too late so i took him upsairs and put on alice in wonderland for him to watch. frodo was just the kind of charissmic cat that you went out of your way to do everything for...except he was not going out after dark!
this morrning i found him dead on the chaise lounge,...he hadn't been sick, he hadn't been different..he just wasn't there anymore.
and i can't believe he left me like that without any warning...or did he and i just didn't see?
this loss is as great as my loss of tyra...he too was my partner in saints.
yesterday, i had 2 cats, dixie and frodo, and today i don't have any in my odd little family. i have asked the clinic to send them off for cremation together so i can scatter their ashes here. saints was the final and forever home for both of my guys.
rest in peace frodo, you were the best king i ever served.
So very sorry to read of Frodo's passing. I wonder if that is why he wanted out at night. It is written that God does not give us more than we can handle. There is so much more that I want to write but I can't say anything other than I am so very sorry!