Almost thirteen years ago our neighbors called and said they had kittens. We walked down to take a look and came home with two brothers. We named them McDuff and Finnegan. We said good-bye to Finnegan a few years ago, but McDuff has lived a full life here at The Gardens of Martin Creek. His years have included life and death of many other cats.
He had a gentle soul, and took time to teach the new members of our cat family the ropes. He earned the nickname" The Sheriff" because it was almost like he was on guard as he took his position on the porch or the end of the walk. We knew cat strangers tried to come on our property, but McDuff was always quick to escort them away. All the other cats loved him. He got along with all our dogs. He had a special place in his heart for my mom's cat Noel.
Even on his last dying day he laid in my lap and purred contently. It was like he was saying good-bye. Our animal family is in mourning tonight with us. It will not be the same without McDuff waking me up early in the morning as he kneads my chest as if to say, "Hey....time to feed me."