Sad Day

Yesterday was a very sad day in our household. We had to put down one of our pet cats, Thackery. The children seem to handle it really well, but Kirsten and I our very sad. Thackery was the first pet we ever got. We had him for almost 16 years and he was always our favorite.

Thackery was always a very playfull cat. Even into his old age he would chase a string or a ball. To me, he seemed to play more than the other cats.

In his younger days, he was quite the explorer. More than once we found him roaming around 1/4 mile or more from home. There were several times where he wouldn't come home until the next day. Once about 6 or 7 years ago we lost him for more than three days.

However, I will always remember his more sedate side. Thackery was a snuggler. Even in the heat of midsummer, Thackery would want to sit in your lap. It didn't matter whose lap either. He would try and climb into anyone's lap. He particularly liked to sleep with Kirsten. Sometimes in her arms and sometimes curled up in the crook of her legs.