Goodbye Franklin

Only 6 weeks after our family dog Kiley died, we had to have our cat Franklin put to sleep. He was 9 years old, and until a week ago seemed happy and healthy.

Frank’s lungs were beginning to fill with fluid, and that was causing him difficulty breathing. Unfortunately there wasn’t anything we could do to help the poor little guy. We just had to make sure he didn’t suffer any longer.

He was a great companion. If you had a lap, he liked you. Never before have I seen a cat that liked attention the way he did.

We’re going to miss him deeply.