RIP Pretty Penny

Last week Penny didn't come to the fence to eat so I checked her shelter, she was in it but ran out. There was a bit of vomit so I cleaned it up and hoped it wasn't a big deal.  On Tuesday she didn't come to eat but I saw her face in the shelter and thought it was just too cold.  Today was my turn to feed but no Penny and yesterday's food was uneaten.  Now I was worried.  Rightly so, because I found Penny dead in her shelter.  I cried and cried.  I've been beating myself up, thinking I should have tried to get her to a vet maybe, but it's so hard to know when they are actually sick, they hide it so well.  This is the first time I've found one of them dead.

Penny was only three years old, she had a hard life, she ended up at Animal Services, unadoptable, so I relocated her to the colony along with three others two years ago.  Penny was always a loner, she spent last winter in an abandoned car.  I would have wished for a better life for her but I hope I did the best I could.  I will miss her sweet face.  The colony shrinks and shrinks, sigh.