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Originally Posted by pantyfreek
Cats are very resilient and do pretty good with healing. My cats have all passed away now, but always in my heart. Muffin was 16 and had cancer, Snookums was 20 and had liver failure.
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20 is really good. My best wishes.
My cats:
Sam (siamese) 1976 to 1994 (17)
Rascal (siamese) 1979 to 1996 (16)
Squirley (long haired female) 1994 to 1996
Adopted stray (I believ feral) who had FLV but went from the lowest cat on the outdoor heirarchy to coming inside and living all through 1995, I fed her outside. she sat on my door step from March 1994 till October 1994. One night when it got cold she came in. I fell in love with her. My only female.
Named my biz after her.. SQ Virtual (unknown age)
The Three Legged Boy (showed up in 2002, fought with both Pippy and Lucky) Missing one rear leg. Tough as hell. Totally feral. Lived under the home for three years through the winter. 2002 till 2005. (unknown age)
American Breed Feral Stray (also lived under the home from 2002, lived a year longer than The Three Legged Boy 2002 till 2006. (unknown age)
I used to bring out two huge plates full of catfood each night in sub freezing weather down to 20 below, much to the shagrin of the neighbors. In the end I had to sneak out in the middle of the night to feed them. Then go back out and get the plates and the frozen solid (in 15 mins) water.
In 2004 my neighbor sucker punched me cause Lucky was in his yard. His two dogs surprised Lucky and cornered him who then nipped at one dog and run. I soon got a knock on the door.
Turns out he was a state championship wrestler. Only 145 LBs. I had been up all night (as usual) and it was 9:00 am so I was tired.
He was ranting about how he was gonna kill my cat if it came in his yard. I stepped out and he lured me to the street to fight. He immediately took me down. As a 47 y/o man I said Uncle immediately. He cococked me in the temple super hard. My glasses flew 30 feet across the pavement. I had brain swelling the next couple days.
One minute I am on the computer like now, the next I am in the middle of the street on my back. Within 3 minutes.
He then reported me and I was threatened with eviction 3 times over the next few years.
I had a lot of hate for him. He had a little girl 2 years ago and finally put all his energy into her and away from hating me.
Pippy (17 LB grey tabby short and very stocky, cute cat, age 5 when adopted from the humane society) 1994 to 2002 (13)
Lucky (american breed, common brown/tan striped with tiger stripes across the eyes) 2000 to 2011 (born in 1999, adopted) (12 1/2)
It helps to remember.