My girls!
goodbye mao, we'll miss you!
On Sunday, we had a little ceremony in the front yard.
Julie read a poem, and then we buried a picture of him
and his collar.
We found out about a month later that one of our
neighbors on another street had found Mao Friday
morning, barely alive. He put him in his garage and
covered him with a blanket, but he died about a half
hour later. The neighber was really nice - took him to
a vet, who told him that he died of liver failure. The vet
then kept him in a freezer for a month of so, but by the
time we found out, he was already gone.
A Very Nice Kingwood Cove Sunset