Be thou comforted, little dog, Thou too in Resurrection shall have a little golden tail.~
Martin Luther (died on this day 1546)
Some animals want and need to be wild. Some animals want and need to be with people. Molly was a feral cat who wanted to live with people.
Everyday I would come downstairs and sweet talk her. She liked to be talked to. She would come out of hiding to listen to me talk to her. Pretty soon she was coming upstairs to eat with the other cats. She made friends with Mr. Boots. Well, I think she wanted something from Mr. Boots he was not physically capable of providing her but she seemed content with his affection.
While laying in the same bed with Mr. Boots she let me pet her. And she realized she liked being pet. She became one of the sweetest, most affectionate of all my kitties.
I noticed last night she didn't come up to bed with me which was a little unusual. Then this morning when she did not come to eat I knew something was wrong. I found her sitting in the basement, lethargic and with labored breathing.
By the time I got her to the vet she was having an extremely difficult time breathing and so we put her out of her pain. She had fluid on the lungs. Lots of reasons for that. It was something of a shock since it came on so suddenly. My pretty little Mollie. I'm so glad I took her in and gave her the home she so obviously longed for.