"This is Curry’s blog but I don’t care. I am Willie. I am the orange cat. I don’t write as good as Curry but I’m still a good cat. A couple times she called me names in her blog, but I forgive her. See, I am a good cat.
I have to share sad news. In Curry’s last blog she talked about Zorro being sick. Well, we are all very sad because Zorro died. It happened a few weeks ago. Mommy and our vet were taking good care of him. But he was too sick. He had that anemia thing and we don’t know why, but we know it was bad.
One day he just lost his energy. Mommy called it “thargic” whatever that means. He was just laying there and we all tried to cheer him up but he was very quiet and didn’t do much. Our neighbor and cat sitter Deb came over to visit with Zorro. He ate some of his dinner but not much. He was really quiet and sitting on mommy’s lap that night. A couple times she thought she lost him but he hung on. Then overnight Zorro had a bad night. He couldn’t get comfortable anywhere. None of us slept well. Curry and Grayson and me stuck close to Zorro. Mommy kept moving from the bedroom to the sofa to be where Zorro was. She wanted to show him as much love as possible because she knew he was very sick and uncomfortable. In the morning Zorro was worse and he wouldn’t eat. Mommy took him to the vet for the last time. They told her they could keep treating him and observe him, but she knew it was time to say goodbye. She could not let him suffer. In fact she told us all to say goodbye before she took him to the vet. We saw him in the carrier going to the vet a lot that month so I didn’t think anything of it. Neither did Grayson. Curry was worried though. She lost other cat siblings before and she knew what to expect. Well, soon Grayson and I knew too. It was the saddest day for everyone. We all loved Zorro. We really did. He was a real good brother and loved us all, and we all loved him too. It was the only thing that me and Grayson and Curry all agreed on – that we loved Zorro.
Zorro with baby Curry
Zorro with baby Grayson
Zorro and me (Willie) with Catnip Toys
Now we’ve been without Zorro for a few weeks and we still miss him but we are less sad. Things got back to normal, of course not ever the same. This is the first time I lost a brother cat and it is very sad. Me and Grayson only had a little over a year with Zorro. We are still lucky we had that, because he was the most special big brother. Curry had more than six years with Zorro and this is hard for her. I wish I could be a good brother to Curry because she is sad. But sometimes she picks on Grayson and I have to protect Grayson. So sometimes I defend Grayson which means I have to teach Curry a lesson. Mommy hates this but I try to show her that’s how cats work and I’m the top cat so it’s my responsibility. She still doesn’t like it.
I have to go now because I have some serious napping to do. I can’t help it. It’s what cats do. But first I just have a few words. For our cat sitters Deb and Carlos, thank you for being so good to Zorro (and to the rest of us too). And for Zorro, we will always love you. I’m sorry I was mean to you when I first moved in, but once I knew how good you were, I was nice to you, right? I love you always and so does mommy and Curry and Grayson. Meow, big brother, meow! Love, Willie."