Originally Posted By: andyd
Our last pair of cats was a mixed bag. They were neutered and allowed out, they weren't interested in the wild life. As they aged, the male became neurotic, then incontinent, then blind over 15 yrs.It took awhile to realize Max was blind. Cleo the female, was a former Egyptian princess who wondered what she had done to deserve such second rate humans as us. She was 4 1/2 pounds of hauteur, irascibility, armed with lightning fast razors for claws. All you needed to do was watch her tail. If she started switching her tail, back off. She lived for 21 yrs, developing cancer of the nose toward the end. She slept with me,at first, she resisted the claustrophobia of being underneath covers. She preferred perching on my chest for better control of her heat source. Frailty,forced her to accept the confinement. It was hard to put her down. She coped with her cancer well. I couldn't bear to look at her. When the vet did the deed , she was scratched for the shot. It took a lethal dose for a 20 lb cat to stop her heart. The cold snap, brought a little grey cat into the yard. I haven't seen it myself, just tracks. I asked my son to pick up a few cans of cat food. The cat is pretty darn tough to endure our latest cold snap. The house could use a mouser. We'll see what happens. Hope-a- hope
great story, andyd. thank you.
