Yesterday turned out to be a sad day. When Ralph got home from breakfast, we went to the grocery store. When we got home, we realized we hadn't seen our feral cat Donald that morning.
He went looking, and found Donald dead in his little house in the garage. He was all curled up and peaceful, like he had just gone to sleep.
This is the only pictures I have of Donald, and I took them from a distance. He never got trusting enough to get close to.
We had trapped him and had him neutered in 2016, and I think he was around at least a year before that. The vet at the time estimated him to be between 5-8 years old. He got his vaccinations and chipped also at that time.
Donald wandered a bit, but spent most of his time in our yard, deck, and garage. He had a heated house for cold nights, and had food always available. He loved to lay in the sun, and for some reason in the bird bath.
We gave him the best life we could, and we will miss him. I'm comforted that he lived much longer than most feral cats, and died peacefully. Rest in Peace, Donald, see you at the Rainbow Bridge.
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So sorry. You gave Donald the best life he could have had.
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