In Memory of Corky

Corky died today at home in the backyard sun. He would have been 12 next month. Though we knew that he was very sick and that his days with us were numbered, it's still very hard to accept. The house already feels so empty.

This picture was taken yesterday right after I brushed him. He is now buried under this tree. Corky was the friendliest cat that I had ever met. He will be greatly missed.

PS - After the "burial" we asked Carter if he wanted to go to the garden store with us to pick out some flowers to plant on Corky's spot. He said "Yes, but nothing too long or prickly because we don't want to poke Corky." How sweet.

I then asked Carter what was his favorite thing about Corky. His response, "When he would run around in the yard. What was your favorite thing about Corky, Mama?"

I'm not sure if Carter really understands what has happened but he sure is sweet about the whole thing.