Muggle--August 27, 2007 to August 30, 2008

Muggle was chosen out of his litter of six to stay with our family. He was such a sweet, loving cat. He did his own thing, loving to hunt--mice, rats, shrews, birds, grasshoppers, rabbits. But, mostly he just followed us around the yard, climbing trees while we picked peaches or apricots. Nibbling blackberries, following around doing chores. He loved having his tummy scratched and cuddling. He had complete trust in us.
This morning, he came in hobbling on three legs, meowing for our attention and comfort. His right rear leg appeared to be broken with the bone showing through and nasty wound. We don't know what happened, but assume that he tangled with a car. He was just beginning to venture out on the road by himself. We rushed him to the vet, to see if something could be done to treat and set the leg. However, it was badly broken and would have required extensive orthopedic surgery and even then might lose the leg. We made the decision to put him to sleep and then brought him home and buried him close by.
He will be missed by all. Especially, the neighbor girls, who would ring our door bell and ask "Can your cat play with us?"
Daggone, I am having a hard time with this one. Sniff***