Farewell, Skeeter

Here's Skeeter looking around his backyard, on the lookout for intruder kitties or prey. Skeeter was a fabulous hunter and he taught LC and Ayla how to be good hunters as well. He lived with The Big Thing for 15 years, but lately his kidneys started failing and he went to the Rainbow Bridge Wednesday afternoon. The Big Thing realized that all he wanted to do was hide in the bathtub and he wasn't eating anything at all, so it was time. Everything was very peaceful and Skeeter went while looking into The Big Thing's eyes. He was buried near the pond, which was the last place he visited outside. LC, Ayla and The Big Thing are really going to miss him, so please drop by and let them know that you care, if you haven't already.

                                     Skeeter was a hunter of great renown.
                                     Sadly his kidneys let him down.
                                                Now he can run free
                                                As fast as can be.
                                     He's having fun at the Bridge and he'll never slow down.

Skeeter

This is Skeeter.  He's a big 14-year-old mancat now, but when the Big Thing found him he was  a traumatized little kitten.  I'm not quite sure whether the place he was in was a shelter or a pet store, but they were doing renovations and Skeeter was all by himself in a cage near the door with lots of noise and dust.  There had been another kitten in the cage with him, but it died and was taken away in a plastic bag.  To this day, Skeeter is terrified of plastic bags.  The Big Thing found him just in time, or he might have died, too.  When he got home to the cave, he hid out for a couple of days, but finally came out to eat and drink and decided that the Big Thing was his friend.  Skeeter got his name from mosquito, because once he decided that the Big Thing was his friend, he never wanted him out of sight.  The Big Thing was reminded of the way a mosquito will keep buzzing around a person's head.  Skeeter is still happiest when he is near the Big Thing, especially when the Big Thing makes a lap and Skeeter can lie in it. Skeeter won't go outside unless the Big Thing goes out, too.  The best time of the day for Skeeter is after dinner, when the Big Thing sits in his favorite chair to watch the sparkly box and calls out, "Skeeter, lap time."  Skeeter jumps up into the Big Thing's lap and LC jumps up on the ottoman in front of the chair and all three of them contentedly watch TV until bedtime.

                                    Skeeter loves, loves, loves the Big Thing's lap.
                                    It's his most favorite place to nap.
                                           All warm and cozy
                                           From tail to nosie,
                                    Skeeter could stay forever in the Big Thing's lap.