After a valiant struggle with lymphoma, Cotty was put to rest this morning. He left behind a gaping hole in the Asbell family, but his suffering had to end. As with many cancer victims, he left this world way too early.
With his big softball head, huge golden eyes and luscious plush fur he was, indeed, a very handsome boy. Simply stroking his fur and hearing his loud purr helped Lee and I cope with our own struggles.
Cotty was always there for us, always greeting us when we came home. Knowing that it was difficult for me to bend down, he would jump on the end table for a proper “welcome home” by allowing me to provide a few strokes or a head scratch before jumping back down. After helping Lee get up in the morning by sitting on her head at 5:00 am, he would greet me when I stumbled out of the bedroom an hour later. He would assist Lee with putting away groceries and supervise her housework. He always helped me get dressed for the day. He loved computer work was was always ready to lend a paw, leg, or tail when we were on the computer. Cotty was a lovable goofball in many other ways and brought us tremendous joy. He was a key asset in our fight with my disease.
We miss you my sweet lord, oh how we miss you!