Sadly, Lucifer our longtime cat, died yesterday. She had gotten extremely thin and weak. Over the last couple of days her walking had gotten wobbly, then yesterday it got to the point where she could no longer stand up. She had been spending the bulk of her last days laying outside in the grass, and not moving, although she always found the strength to bring herself back inside the house for the night. Yesterday, I had to carry her in. She died peacefully in her cozy bed.
Lucifer was a rescue cat. When she was young, I spotted her criss-crossing across Main Street in McBride. She was one of several unowned cats living rough in an old structure behind the hardware store, until it was torn down.
I brought her home to be a barn cat. However, like the other “barn” cats we had had, once the cold of winter began, she ended up living in the house.
Lucifer had a crotchety and unpredictable personality. In those early days she couldn’t always be trusted to act civil. I gave her the name Lucifer after trying to put her in a pet carrying case to take to the vet. She shredded my hand with her claws and bit me to express her objection to the action. Several times she attacked friends who had come over to visit us.
However over the last few years, Lucifer mellowed to the point that she sought to sit on our laps so she could be petted.
Lucifer became a big part of our lives, and we will certainly miss her antics and having her around.
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