Today is a very sad day here at the Little Mills Kingdom. We have discovered that we have indeed lost our poor kitty Dash.
We got Dash the day before Halloween of 2010. In the summer of 2010, we had gotten two orange and white kittens from the same litter, and we named them Tom and Jerry. We loved Tom and Jerry. The week leading up to Halloween poor Jerry got hit by a car. We were so sad. Poor Tommy boy was just a lonely little wreck. So we went back to the family we got them from hoping to still get a kitten from the same litter, hoping that the kittens would remember each other. We liked them having each other to snuggle with when it is cold out and to have each other's backs when they feel threatened, etc.
The first day we brought Dash home he was very, very skittish. We almost named him Skitty. I had to hang out in the back yard keeping an eye on him to make sure he didn't take off. Tom was super excited to have him around and would not take no for an answer when it came to playing together. It took a bit of convincing. The night of Halloween he disappeared. We searched for him and luckily we found him being taken care of at a home just up the street from us. We figure he got spooked with all of the trick or treaters and then couldn't find his way home.
After that he and Tom were inseparable. We often found them in our garage lounging on the jogging stroller.
Unfortunately, the following April (2011) Tommy boy disappeared. It was very unlike him to wander off and the first morning he missed breakfast we knew something wasn't right. We never saw him again.
Dash on the other hand was a little bit of a wanderer. Nothing major for the most part. Last summer he got mad at me for taking in a rescue kitten, Roxie, and took off for a week but he eventually found his way home.
So when I noticed I hadn't seen him for a day or so about three weeks ago I wasn't too concerned, but I didn't like it either. We asked the neighbors to keep an eye out for him and to let us know if he was seen.
Well, this morning we got a call from our good neighbors across the street, the Nutleys. They were wondering if they had found our boy Dash. Nate went over to confirm and unfortunately it was him. He hadn't been gone long. Looks like he had drowned in our irrigation ditch after this weekends rain storms. Poor Dashie boy. We will sure miss him. The hard part comes tonight when we have to break the news to the kids. They have missed him so much and been so worried about him.
Our other kitty, Pepper, has just been lost without him these last three weeks. She is so social and is getting increasingly attention starved without having her buddy around.
I will miss you greeting me every morning when I return from my run and having you demand attention and a good rub down while I try to catch my breath and stretch a bit.
I will miss you attacking the plants I am trying to work with in the garden.
I will miss hearing your bell tinkling while you run around the yard.
We love you Dash! Thank you so much for all of the love and fun you have brought to our family these last 2 and half years. You will surely be missed.
Dash
June 2010 - April 2013
