Willie was the first cat we ever owned. My husband never liked cats but for some reason really took to Willie. He would sit on my husbands lap as they napped together in the recliner. He would also lay his head on my husbands pillow at night. As soon as he thought my husband was asleep he would get down and go to sleep in the recliner.
He was my alarm clock. If is was not up when he felt it was feeding time, he made sure that I got up. He sometimes got up in my face or at other times would just stand by the side of the bed and meow (loudly).
He was Uncle Willie to Miss Muffet and Number Four. He always made sure that their faces were clean. He would cuddle and sleep with them but only one at a time. Miss Muffet and Number Four did not like sharing him.
He used to love laying up in the window were we had put a kitty ledge. Especially during the summer months when there would be a breeze blowing through the window. If one of the other cats was up there, he would always "ask" them to leave so that he could enjoy the breeze and sunshine.
He didn't like other people though. If someone came into the house he always went into hiding. His favorite place was the bedroom closet. I'm not sure how he ever got comfortable laying among the shoes.
When he was younger, we also had two Siberian Huskies. He loved to get on Booser's back, wrap his front legs around his neck and bite his ears. Booser seemed to know that he did this in a loving way and never even moved.
As he got older, he slowed down, no longer able to climb up in the window or on the bed. Then he got kidney disease and possibly diabetes. He constantly drank water and ate but kept losing weight. He no longer cleaned the girls or himself. He didn't want to cuddle with them anymore and spent more time laying in the closet. His meows became cries. I knew he was in pain.
We debated for several weeks before deciding that the best thing we could do for Willie was to let him go. I help him in my arms, telling him how much I loved him, as they injected the serum into his leg. My tears fell on his head and I said my final good-bye to him as he took his last breath.
We buried Willie next to his friend Booser on our property. I know that Willie and Booser are together again at the Rainbow Bridge along with all of their other friends that left before them.
Good-bye Willie. We love you.
