Just a few days back I mentioned about Paris Jr, the adorable but most stubborn of all my cats. This morning I found her sleeping in the cathouse with her mouth slightly opened and thought nothing of it. It's not until a few hours later I see her in the exact position and took a closer look.
She wasn't breathing.
Who knows what caused her sudden demise...and just few weeks short of her 2nd birthday.
For those who didn't know Paris Jr...here's a lil bit about her:
And today she was laid to rest at the corner of our house, while her son, Snowy looked upon.
Her brother, Harry, wasn't far. He was the only one who sticked around throughout the burial.
When Paris Jr. was buried, he came closer.
Harry being the male of the cathouse has always been such a gentleman and showed love and respect to all the females. Although there were no tears, his actions portray much emotion.