Thanks so much everyone, for your sweet comments and heartfelt concern.
Karen, my dearest friend, what would I have done without you? You are right about him having his own room...actually, he and the other kitties shared my 2 back rooms. We created a "window" in between the 2 rooms for them to go back and forth freely. This allows my kitties to have a "safe" zone away from my doggies. Troopy had his own area set up in the biggest room. His domain was the floor area, the other kitties could go to the higher shelves, kitty runs, condos, etc. Troop had tents and cubes that he loved to curl up in when he wasn't "scoot chasing" the girls. He also had "towel moguls" and "pillow hills" to climb up and around, along with wicker clothes hampers for climbing. He did have a great life during the year God let me have him.
The difficult part is going back into the room now. It's so empty.
The kitties and doggies miss him as much as we do. It would have really been hard on Rufus, he loved Trooper the most. They would get nose to nose, and Rufus would give Troopy sloppy kisses, while Troop would gently paw at Ruf's nose. I'm so glad that if I had to lose them both, that Rufus went first. And then there was Coe, sweet little shy Coe who loved Trooper. That one is still a mystery. Even Mr. Kitty had formed a special bond with Trooper before he died earlier in the year. None of the kitties ever acted like Troop's handicap was anything out of the norm. Too bad humans can't be as accepting. So many people thought I was insane for not putting Trooper down the first day we found him.
Thank goodness you all understand. Thank goodness you all are here. Thank goodness for Trooper.
