Bela

DSC_5260 I am sad to report the death of Bela, our dear old kitty.

When I met Miriam in 2000, Bela had already been her cat for four years. When I moved in, Bela became my cat, too. She was not always an ideal pet. In fact, her behavior forced us to move her to outdoor living in 2005. Surprisingly, she thrived. She seemed to love living outside. The world became her bathroom. As the years passed, she was a constant presence near our front door. She liked the outdoors so much that even on freezing cold nights we could not persuade her to come inside.

In recent months Bela began to slow down. She no longer ran to get her food, and she didn’t leave the area directly in front of the house. She was old. But even in her old age she still was happy to be outside. A week or so ago, when the weather turned suddenly cool, I walked outside one afternoon to find Bela stretched out in the sun, purring.

Last night we brought her inside the house one last time, and as Miriam and I petted her she passed away.