Friday, May 04, 2012
Rest In Peace Mr Darcy
I put him to bed (the animals sleep in the kitchen and if allowed up at night the cats wake us up) and went back upstairs to get his brother who decided to hide under my bed. Getting Heathcliff out from under a bed can involve giving blood. I then went into the kitchen to see if I could entice Heathcliff with food, but instead I discovered Mr Darcy collasped in a heap on the floor. No vomiting. No warning. He seemed perfectly healthy before this.
He died in my arms a few minutes later.
I am not sure of the cause. He could have fallen and broken his neck. Why? How? He hated jumping sometimes and was cautious. All I know is that he died.
All the humans are devastated. Mr Darcy was a particular favourite of my husband's.
He was a fantastic character who brightened our lives for a few years and now is gone. On balance I'd have rather had him in my life than not and that is really all you can say. Love hurts but it is so worthwhile.