This is Dixie. Dixie (a boy cat) lives at the University Wine Shop on Mass Ave.
Dixie has a bed in the window of the shop.
At Christmas, they paint it into their decorations.
Walking home I passed, as I always do, the shop. I haven't gone home this way in a couple of days, which is unusual for me. But I noticed the bed was not in the window.
I've known Dixie since 2000. Dixie is 16, a year older than Harri. I've been looking for Dix everytime I pass by. I saw him a week or so ago; I went in and petted him. He looked thin. I've been fearing the disappearance of the bed...I had to go in and ask.
"Dixie's bed is gone...?"
I was told that Dixie is sick. Very sick. And may well have to be put down.
I will miss Dixie.
And Harri is going to the vet on Saturday. And I am hoping this is not an omen.