Bubba was a 9-month-old kitten on his first Christmas in 1994. That year, we pulled him out of the tree, had broken and chewed ornaments as his contribution to the holiday spirit, and took to wrapping the tree in a king-size bedsheet to keep both him and his sister, Katie, from toppling the tree in our absence. This Christmas, he’s 3 months shy of his 18th birthday and there were times this year when we didn’t think he’d make it to the end of this year. His hyperthyroid condition took its toll, and Kate’s death in February added, I’m sure, to his malaise and depression. Definitive thyroid treatment in July, an injection of a radioactive isotope of iodine that deactivated his hyperactive thyroid tissue, has improved his health and well-being and we’re joyful that he’s here with us to enjoy yet another Christmas tree — from a safe distance!
Happy holidays to you and yours!
