Lost a fur friend

My condolences and my heart goes out to you. I've buried three in the last three months - all long-time residents of our household.

We're down to four, which turns out to be a good number. When we lived in Austin we fed as many as 14 at a time for a while. Nothing like living in a college town populated by students and lots of other irresponsible "pet owners" to add to your collection - especially at the end of the school year.

Meet Arthur, a rescue from a neighbor in our old Austin neighborhood, who now resides in the "country" with us and is adapting nicely. He's the first cat in our chow line that has potential to outlive me if all goes a natural route.

Every cat we've ever had was a stray or outright feral. Highpockets was a local feral that I began "whispering" to several years ago and before long he was coming around for pets as well as food. During the process my wife said Highpockets would never be a "good cat" and I told her he'd be on our bed in less than a month. It took three weeks.

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Our second cat is one who adopted us, rather than vice versa. She just showed up one day and took to sleeping under our cars in the driveway. After some weeks, it seemed she had taken up permanent residence and my wife started setting out water and food for her. Then the fateful day when my wife invited her inside and she never left. We took her to the vet, who determined she had been fixed so she had once belonged to someone else but had probably been abandoned. She is very well mannered and quite talkative and has been a good companion to our orange tabby tomcat, even though they are not always best friends. Strange how things like that happen.
 
I told my dog about your loss, he told me that some people think their cats talk to them, we laughed and laughed.
Seriously my heart goes out to you.
 


I've talked about Mutt before. She showed up while I was working at FedEx. If anybody's familiar with Colorado Springs the old FedEx was on North Nevada just a little bit south of Garden of the Gods. Where all the old crackhead motels are at. There's two or three motels in there that everybody that lives there, lives there. They're not overnight guests like they would be at Holiday Inn.

I'm absolutely positive that Mutt was somebody's cat and that they either got evicted or left on their own and left her and her brother Jeff behind.

Jeff sired a litter of kittens before the Humane Society got a hold of all of them and TNR'd them. Two of the kittens survived and all four of them became a colony. The kitten's mother wanted nothing to do with them.

I went to work one night in a blizzard warning. I took that blanket in the picture with me in case I got stuck at work. It was cold out that night the other three cats weren't around and Mutt showed up by herself so I let her sleep in my car. After that every night when I showed up for work she would show up and demand to be let in the car. She slept there until I was able to bring her home. I named her Mutt because she followed me like a dog.

If it had been up to me I would have brought all four cats home.



But we are only allowed 2 pets and if I brought 2 and anything happened to one of the 2 left behind the one would be alone. So I left Jeff as the head of the Colony to look out for the kittens.

I went back a couple of times and I know someone else was feeding them but I never saw them again
 
Yes we miss him; Unfortunately we have been thru this too many times over the years. My Grandson's took it hard; this was the first loss where they were old enough to understand. We do have another cat, Biscuit. Biscuit is my daughters cat and came from a shelter; he's kind of lost at the moment looking around for Charlie. My wife is looking at shelters in the area; She believes she is looking for a senior cat.
 
Yes we miss him; Unfortunately we have been thru this too many times over the years. My Grandson's took it hard; this was the first loss where they were old enough to understand. We do have another cat, Biscuit. Biscuit is my daughters cat and came from a shelter; he's kind of lost at the moment looking around for Charlie. My wife is looking at shelters in the area; She believes she is looking for a senior cat.

Many shelters have older cats and dogs. There is often a note on the cage about its former owner either dying or has gone to a nursing home, etc. It is sad because most looking for a pet want a puppy or kitten. Our only dog at present came from a shelter and was fully grown. We never knew his backstory. The vet guessed he was around five when we got him. He is showing his age and spends his days either sleeping or eating. He does like to eat.

My wife's brother died over four years ago. He had an older cat who was around 10 at the time. We took her in just out of compassion. Had we taken her to the city pound, she would probably have been dead before we left the parking lot. She lived for about three more years before she died, mainly asleep on our sun porch.
 
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Meet Mufasa. He is our most recent rescue. He is a 12 yo, 16 lb Nebelung.

A year and a half ago he started hanging around our house in our previous location. He was sickly and been put through the feral wringer. We found out that his previous owner was put into a nursing home and the cat had been booted out the door by the woman's uncaring daughter.

It took several vet visits to patch him up but he is certainly worth it.

Older animals need homes, too.



 
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