Now with Mr. Toonce’s compromised lungs and the winter weather, Tooncie Booncie has been forced to stay in the RV while I’m gone. I suppose he sleeps most of the day and looks out of the window to pass the time but at least he’s keeping his paws dry. His incarceration doesn’t seem to bother him, in fact when I arrive home he stays with me for a few minutes and then goes out. Before I have my boots off, he’s scratching to come back in.
Lately, with what seems like being here in constant darkness due to the 10 hour work shifts, I arrive back here, feed my friend and immediately lay down… Without fail, Toonce cuddles up either to the right or left side of me. I want him to be warm so I throw the blankets over him and we drift off to dreamland.
I’m going to miss Tooncie when he passes. Yes, he’s a cat but he’s a good natured cat who cares about me, as much as a cat can care. When I arrive home, he greets me with his meows of, “Good your home” or “Feed me, I’m hungry!” It doesn’t matter because I know his little cat brain is happy to see me for whatever the reason… This too will pass