Missing Mr. Foxy Grey Miles

My cat, Mr. Foxy Grey Miles was put to sleep today, April 29, 2018, after a terrible accident that left him with a serious brain injury and a broken neck. He could not stand up or do any quality of life functions.

The family and I rushed him to Friendship Hospital in Washington, DC where we stayed with him until Dr. Drosey said that there was nothing else that could be done

We brought Foxy Grey home in 2002. He was a rescue cat that was to be put to sleep the day we made him part of the Miles family. He was two years old and had been abandoned.

Foxy A.k. Uncle Foxy was the family's cat. He was older than half of the grandchildren, thus the name Uncle Foxy. In his early years, Foxy would walk the first six grands to the bus stop, watch them get on the bus, and return home where he patiently waited until it was time for them to get off the bus and come home. Then he would meet them at the bus stop and walk them home.

Foxy owned the house. He owned the yard, and yes, he was jealous of every new grand or great grand that showed up over the years. Eventually, he adjusted and became very protective of each, and allowed them to play with him when he was in the mood.

He personally greeted all visitors to the house or would block the front door to check them out before they could enter. He guarded the yard to make no stray cats, dog (even those on a lease) did not make "his" yard their home. He, Foxy Grey was territorial and was not shy about it.

It was so emotional for the family today when we were told that Foxy would not be returning home with us. Just looking at his picture brings tears to our eyes. Yes, he was some cat. Today, one of my granddaughter's said "Foxy Grey was a great cat. He was family.!"

I already miss him knocking on the front door to come in. I wonder what my first morning will be like when he does not knock on my door to make sure I am up so that he can get his morning brushing and breakfast, and then go out the front door for his morning stroll.

Farewell, Mr. Foxy Grey Miles. You lived up to your name.

YOU ARE ALREADY BEING MISSED!