Cheese's Last Day

Sir Cheddar Cheese Esq. 
~2003?-May 15, 2022

One of the first things I was told about Cheese was too not get too attached. He didn't have long for this world. That was nearly three years ago. And he was a decrepit old cuss when I met him. It was hard to get a picture of him doing anything but sleeping. If he wasn't begging treats in the kitchen, it was most likely what he was doing. 

He died by halves, especially this past year. At Christmas it was clear that it would be his last. He immediately pulled himself under the tree and stayed there until we took it away from him in March. The tree was long dead, but he seemed to enjoy it. 

He went down hill since we removed the tree. He finally became almost completely paralyzed. But surprisingly was still quite lively sometimes. This past week he seemed like he turned a corner. He quit eating and drinking. He began to cry sometimes when people would walk by, but would stop if we would hold him. Karen woke up in the very early morning thinking it was time for the lunar eclipse. She had the wrong day. She found Cheese crying and stayed holding him until he quietly slipped away. 

We buried him in the back yard. I will find something suitable to mark his grave with, but until then we plan to plant sunflowers above it for this summer. He loved a good shady flower. Soon he will have them again.