Hello dear friends, yesterday was a very sad day at the farm. As he was walking to the barn my husband saw Henry sleeping in the shade under the cedar hedge. On closer inspection however he discovered that Henry had in fact passed away.
Henry joined our family 5 years ago as a very tiny kitten. He was found my friends that lived a couple of lines away from us in a pile of wood chips. Thankfully our friends are also animal lovers and immediately brought him inside. After unsuccessful efforts to find his owners he ended up here.
Although he started out small Henry grew into quite a large cat, weighing about 10 pounds. He had very long silky fur and enjoyed being brushed.
Henry and his brother Horatio never developed much of a relationship with each other. Horatio ruled the main floor of the house and Henry was the ruler of the second floor. Random cat scuffles were usually instigated by scrappy little Horatio.
Even though he was very affectionate Henry was also a very accomplished hunter. He had recently taken to bringing offerings into the house during the night with ensuing chaos if the victim managed to escape. In the end Henry was always the victor.
Henry was our eighth cat which netted him the "Henry the Eighth" nickname. Our previous cats were Tigger, Zachary, Liza, Sylvester, Chantalaria, Charlotina, Horatio and of course Henry.
Henry had lovely big eyes and would admire himself in the mirror while I was putting on my makeup.
Henry also liked to sleep with me at night and was a very accommodating afternoon napping companion as well.
Henry was a healthy cat and we had no indication that he would be taken so suddenly. It is always hard to lose a pet but especially when it is unexpected. We have so many questions that wont be answered.
Every pet we have ever had has been buried here on our farm so they are always with us in sprit. Henry was buried yesterday in our new little coniferous forest with his resting place marked with a new shrub. Rest in peace sweet Henry.
