Good-bye, Boots - From Sue

Well the time finally came to say goodbye to Boots. I arrived home this afternoon to take him to the vet and he couldn't stand up and his feet and legs were cold. He was one strong critter and withstood more than his share of adversity. From being turned out into the outdoors by his previous owner to arriving in Elli Beck's back yard, then living the winter in her garage, all the while prowling the neighborhood getting into fights and most likely making babies. Then he moved on to being quarantined for Rabies for 6 months and thankfully Becks had a garage he could live in, to coming to live with Bill and I in 1995. The vet figured he was about 3 then, and he lived the life of Reilly in my house and if you have the good fortune of being my pet....well just ask Graham, he'll tell you.

Boots then moved on to having cancer in his mouth and skin at the same time, right around the time I had some surgery or another, who knows what. So we were running I-95 North for him to appointments and surgery at Penn, then running south I-95 for me to Christiana Care. All in all there were three surgeries. Then finally it was diabetes and shots 2 times a day. He was a trooper, and a great bed partner. If he wasn't gently snoring, it was purring and in the middle of the night it would sound like the Mormon Tabernacle choir.

He went peacefully. Mom (Sue) is a mess and she'll miss him terribly.

From Sue.

Ah, there's just too much death lately, but onward we must go on. Pray for all those who loved Boots, who gave him a good life, and who will miss him so.

He will join Babs and all our other animal friends who have passed on in the playing fields of the Lord.