|Jim, Yellow Bear, and |
Teeny Puppy. Buried with him.
His name was Jim.
He was already a full-grown cat when we got him, so in 2021, he was at least 20.
BUT - his weight was good, and he was happy.
True, his pupils didn't expand or shrink at the same time or rate, and at night he wandered the house yelling, with a stuffed toy named Yellow Bear in his mouth, all of which signaled dementia. Well, I don't know if Yellow Bear was part of that, but he participated.Jim had some kind of large mass in his belly - possibly in his spleen or liver - but he was too old to have an operation, and the vet didn't think she could reach it anyway.
He loved to sleep under his red light by the stove.
We kept him home until he passes away, very quietly, lying on comforters next to the stove.
Till the last hours, when he called for us, we were there for him. He even purred.
In our house, we have a saying: "I want to come back as one of my cats."
We should all end up so good.