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Well, after nearly 3 weeks, it looks like nobody likes my pitch for "GERTA!" Oh, well. Back to the drawing board.
I've been absent on my blog site due to some very sad reasons. One of my very best friends passed away last Saturday and we had to bury him on Sunday after church. For the previous two weeks, we'd worried about him. He seemed to be going down hill fast, getting weaker and weaker by the day. The doctor made some tests and told us it was liver failure. He put my friend on antibiotics but they didn't seem to help. I think the case was far too advanced for anything to help. I called all my kids to tell them to prepare for the worst. Two of my kids who live nearby came to visit him on Saturday afternoon just before he died, and gave him the love he always craved. I too gave him as much love as I could, then laying him in his bed, he quietly slipped away.
Tigger was a beautiful kitty. Yellow, with white boots and chest. He was the most loving cat I've ever owned. Loyal as any dog could ever be. He loved to follow me around the yard, watching me work, hoping to get a pat on the head or a stroke along his silky body. He would even follow us when my wife and I went for a walk down the street. He was deathly afraid of dogs, however. A German Shepard almost killed him a few years ago, and we had to nurse him back to health. We had two cats, actually. Our other one, called Sassy, is a lovey cat too, and purrs if you just look at her. But to me, that's not a sincere purr. Tigger, on the other hand, would purr, but only if you gave him love, and he would snuggle against me, wrapping his arms around my neck, and purr loudly. That to me was a sincere purr. I never thought I could love a cat as much as I loved this cat. I never thought a cat could be as loyal as a dog. But Tigger was an exceptional cat, and I miss him.
Now, on to a less depressing subject. Yesterday, as I tried to bring up some of my writing files from my jump drive, I accidently hit the delete key instead of the enter key and lost all three of them. Evidently, once files on a jump drive are deleted, it's permanent. Fortunately, I have back ups. But they're more than a week old, and I'd made some major changes in that time. I just hope I can remember the changes I made and redo everything.
Oh, what a week!!!