
I am very sad to report that our favouirte ‘old lady’ died unexpectedly this weekend. She came to us as a very tiny kitten after her mother was killed on the nearby railway line. She and her two siblings were rescued by a neighbour in the days before our community had a local humane society.
Portia was the sweetest kitten and would fall asleep on my chest after a hard day of romping and evading the evil Dingle Fritz, our other cat at the time also known as the Spawn of Satan. (We cut Dingle a lot of slack because we suspect he was seriously abused by someone before we adopted him.)
As the years passed she very much became the lady of the house and was given to spending the evenings hanging out in my lap. She had the daintiest pose when sitting on the floor and would cross her paws in a most ladylike manner.
As I have posted here, more recently she’d grown a fierce heart and intrepid spirit and taken to roaming the undergrowth around our home. She did not see the need to roam as widely as her younger brother used to but seemed satisfied in watching the world go by sheltered in the shade of Phi’s wild prairie plantings.
This weekend it appears that she was attacked by another animal. The vet felt that the combination of the stress, her heart murmur and age resulted in her inability to survive the attack. I found her Sunday afternoon, hiding in the undergrowth, reluctant to seek help and in very poor shape. Later that night she died at the vet’s when attempts to improve her condition proved fruitless.
We are all very sad at her passing and hope those who knew her will remember her fondly. Read what Phi and Sub Evil Boy had to say about Portia’s passing.
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