About 15 years ago, a couple of scrawny, starving cats showed up on our balcony. One of them had a collar. We gave them good and water, and found they were just as starved for human attention as food. On taking them to a vet to see if they were chipped (they weren’t), we learned one was female – and pregnant.

Long story short. Freya adopted us and even brought us her kitten, both eventually moving out here to the farm with us.

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After declining quite a bit over the past year in particular, it was finally time. The clinic was even able to take us in today.

She is now buried near our newly planted gooseberry bush, and we will be planting the incoming plum tree over her grave.

Rest well, sweet lady. Your pain is ended.

The Re-Farmer