Meommy still has leaky eyes, but she's trying hard to remember the happier times with Castor. She really appreciates your kind words of sympathy. Meommy called the vet this morning to tell him the sad news. He agreed it was probably a brain tumor. If it was, there would have been little to do that would have saved him. Diagnosis is expensive, and although treatment is possible, very expensive and also not always successful. The symptoms he had were consistent with a tumor. Meommy couldn't stand the idea of a necropsy, so we'll never really know.
Castor's sweet little body was laid to rest last night. He was swaddled in a blanket from Florida, since he was born there. He was placed next to out predecessor, Wun Sao under a dog wood tree. The tree is beautiful in the spring and fall. Lots of birds hang out there because there is a bird feeder in the tree. Any cat would love to rest under a tree with lots of birds.
Meommy is determined to spoil me rotten. I ate an entire can of stinky goodness last night. I've never eaten a whole can. I usually shared one with Castor. I had a hard time finishing it. She also bought me a brand new package of fuzzy mice and she's been playing all the fetch with me that I want to. I'm sure we'll all adjust, be a little less sad every day... The loss is very fresh in our hearts right now. Thanks so much for your kind words of sympathy. It means so much that so many of you also cared for my brother.