Tribute to: Purrfessional Babysitter, Baxter 🌼🌈
Baxter crossed the Rainbow Bridge last year. He was a true streetie who never really handed in his street cat union card. Even so, he loved sleeping on his hooman's bed, stretched out horizontally, if you please, with his head resting on Mom's leg.
At first, Mom would leave his food outside, and he'd only come out after she went back inside. It took about six months before he started waiting by the front door, greeting her with a little hiss while she put his food down. Then one morning, while she was dishing up breakfast, Baxter rubbed against her leg. She looked down and said, "Oh, it's you!" He hissed, gave a tiny meow, and kept rubbing against her while she served the food. He only did that once, but it's a moment she'll treasure forever.
Baxter adored kittens. He taught them the ropes, and they'd happily bounce along behind him everywhere. He did occasionally bring them birds or other questionable "treats," which was... much less adorable!
The only way Mom could get Baxter to the vet was with a trap, and every checkup had to be done under anesthesia because he wouldn't let anyone handle him. Early on, he disappeared for three days and returned with a huge infected wound. Mom trapped him in a possum trap (the only one she could find), got him treated, and while he was there, he was neutered and microchipped.
He had the loudest purr, and I'd like to think it reflected just how big his heart was. He was such a special boy. 🤗❣️
Before Baxter passed, Mom knew something wasn't right, but he was too street-smart to be caught. The last time she saw him, they were lying on the bed together. He was resting on her leg when he suddenly became very heavy. She shifted a little, he gave a low growl, jumped down, ran off... and disappeared. Later, she found that he'd passed away under her bed.
As heartbreaking as it was, Mom finds comfort in knowing he didn't die alone. He chose to spend his final moments where he felt safest and most loved. ❤️Rest easy, Baxter. You were one incredible little dude, and you'll be missed forever. ❤️🌈
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