- Oct 13, 2010
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Our great friend Sir Fletcher or Fletch as we usually called him..passed last night in his sleep. 15 years old and had gotten thin.. He would come to my desk and demand pets..and get a massage.. Last night was the first without him. My son took it hard as Fletch was always by his side..
We buried him by his brother and sister in wooden box I made..as with his sister and brother..under a giant Eucalyptus tree I planted 20 years ago. All three have a rock mound and a JFK "perpetual" flame solar light and flowers..of course..plastic..
He had a dignity..never had a toy..never really played..we always called him Sir as he did what he wanted and if he wanted pets..he would bump his head into you..then when he was done..went on his way.
The only thing he ever seemed to like to "play" with...plastic wrap !
Even as a kitten we could here him in pantry ripping plastic off 6 packs of bottled water..or stealing zip locks.. As you can see..he's take it and sleep on plastic bag..
So we buried him with his plastic bag in his paws..
We have one cat now.. We got him so our 2 year old grandson had him after Fletcher's sister died..and Munchie (Grandson nickname) loved Lint.. She died in my wife's arms..she had adopted wife since she was a kitten.
The new "litttle cat" E..what out then 14 month old GS called him came from rescue. Grandson and he bonded at the rescue..
The minute we got him home he ran to Munchie laying on our bed..and they have been inseparable since..
Oh yeah..E is very easy going..lets Munchie lay on him..and as this 8 month old cat is now about 15 LBS and growing..probably a Maine Coon..
Sir Fletcher had 15 great years..we miss him..already..but all things pass..even all loved ones..