Kerry (2015-August 20, 2020)

Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year.
Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her fur-chewing
habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat who got along
with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even Cinnamon learned to
accept her eventually. She had had a rough start in life, with a case of
cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with a little cough, and
investigations as to the cause of the fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs
decided that was due to her nerves, but even though everything else had
failed, she shouldn't take drugs for it because she had a heart murmur.
Everyone got used to her fur being patchy in places. This morning, she
was perfectly normal, making sure I got out of bed and carefully
supervising the preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste
testing. I was out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into
the bedroom, I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something
wasn't right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was
gone. She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat,
especially one who was so young.