Prince Tantra is no longer with us. He died early this morning. After he bounced back a couple weeks ago, things started to go downhill again. I didn’t post about it because I was waiting for good news to share. We gave him constant attention and everything he needed to be happy and comfortable. The doctor said there was a chance he might pull through – if he stayed well-fed and well-hydrated. We did our best. I spent last night with him in our nest on the living room floor, but around 6am I went upstairs to spend a couple hours with Sprocket. When I came back downstairs, Tantra was gone.
Papa Miao gave him a funeral service worthy of a prince.
I can’t believe I’m writing this. It has been a long, tearful day and even though I know he is gone it does not seem real. I keep imagining that I see him in the window or hear him following me upstairs. My sweet, temperamental, and infinitely lovable Tantra always got his way, and I believe that he wanted to take his last breath in his own home. So he did.
His 13th birthday was August 8.