Solo has only been living here for just under a month. Rescued from a local mill, after feeding him for a few months, he jumped into my car and I ended up not having to trap him but just took him home.

While I was feeding him, he gave me every indication that he was a feral cat. Sitting deep inside the culvert he called home, he would growl and hiss every time I made an appearance. Instead, he turned out to be a loving kitty who had undoubtedly been mistreated in the past.

He will be euthanized tomorrow morning. He started vomitting bright green and bright yellow bile and the bottom line is he has been poisoned.

I am sad to say goodbye to this scrawny boy, and I just wish I could end his misery tonight, but he will have to wait until the vet appointment tomorrow morning. By the time I found out what the problem was it was to late in the day to go and fetch him and give him some peace.

I will miss you Solo Meow- you were the master of headbumps- some so fierce you would knock me off my feet at times. At night while I was reading you would come up behind me on the couch and bump my head so my glasses would tumble off into my lap. I wish someone in your past had been more tolerant of kitties and hadn’t decided to poison you. I am sorry I can’t set you free quicker- but I promise you soon, your torment will end.

Thank you for blessing my life even if it just was for only 23 days.