Our foursome has been broken.
Ken, Dylan and I said goodbye to Coral, my precious, longtime furry friend on March 18th.
Coral died of a cancerous tumor, a common occurrence in cats with diabetes as they age. But we made sure she didn't suffer. Her last few weeks were full of attention and lots of her favourite treats.
She had a full life. One that was extraordinary for a cat. Her life first started on a sailboat then continued on a trawler. Sailing and cruising around the beautiful gulf islands and the coastline of British Columbia at her leisure. She was almost carried away by an eagle in Barkley Sound. She fell into the water twice but somehow jumped or climbed back aboard, appearing like a drowned rat. (We will never know how she was able to arrive back onto our boat safely.) Her final year was spent in the warm sunny climate of Ecuador after successfully making the five day journey from Vancouver, through Mexican customs into Quito, Ecuador where we all travelled in a mini van for two days to Loja. Wherever we landed, she got out of her carrier, looked around, looked at us, and settled right in. As long as we were together she was happy.
Her lack of presence during these past few weeks has been heartbreakingly difficult especially since we have spent more time together than ever this past year in curfews and lockdowns throughout this pandemic.
Coral's nickname was Beannie.
Beannie was buried with her Canadian beaver toy in a Loja finca under a flowering bougainvillea. She was 15 years old.
We've all either been given the poem 'The Rainbow Bridge' or read it when a beloved pet has passed... perhaps we will meet again on the rainbow bridge.
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Thank you for sharing Coral's story. It is clear that she was loved. ❤
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