Susan broke the silence with the question, “Who’s going to boss us around now”? It was so true. Ciro had trained his humans well to meet all his needs. Specially as he aged the last five years. We used to say the house was his house. He just allowed us to show up at the end of each day and feed him. Fill his water bowl and keep his litter box cleaned out. And….if we screwed up, he was sure to let us know. He could be very vocal. He allowed us to sleep in the house too.
His presence will be missed. His bossiness was a fraction of his huge personality. A personality so large it filled the house. So large there was a void missing in our home this morning when we started our morning routine.
Maybe some day when the loss doesn’t hurt so bad, we’ll have a new boss. Until then we’ll have to muddle through on our own with our hearts aching.