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Smudge was one of a litter of ferals DH found. Three later were diagnosed with FeLv (and are doing very well). Smudge was the only negative cat, so it's ironic that he would later die of another form of cancer.
He must have been part Maine Coon--just GORGEOUS. Solid black, shiny, yellow eyes, fluffy tail. Stunning. I have a weakness for black cats. He was a little jerk--but we adored him for it! He swaggered around, pretending to be so macho, but was the biggest wimp of a cat I ever met. Mr. Tough Guy loved sleeping in the crook of my right arm every night. Of course, he had to stuff his behind in my face first. God, I'd give anything for him to be able to do that again...alas, I now have to be content with the tuft of fur that I cut from his tail after he died. That magnificent tail that I cursed so much when he was alive. I then wrapped him in a blanket, put him in a box, and took him to the vet for cremation. I broke down and cried like a baby when I got there. Thank you, Lord, for sending that angel of a customer who, even though a stranger, came over hugged me, and cried with me. Because of her, I was able to drive home safely.
He was born around March/April 2006. He died November 2, 2009. He was diagnosed with cancer a week before his death. We had no idea he was sick until the day before his diagnosis. His death is unbearable for DH and I. Smudge is the 3rd cat we've lost since January. This makes losing him even worse. I still think I see him around the corner, but of course, it's not him. Not my King Smudge; not my Smuey; not my Soft & Silky Smudge, nor even just plain Smudge. It's just the wishful thinking of a heart-broken pet parent. God, I LOVED that wonderful cat. I wish you all could've met him. You would've loved him, too.
Farewll, my beautiful Smudge. We miss you terribly. We love you so much.
He must have been part Maine Coon--just GORGEOUS. Solid black, shiny, yellow eyes, fluffy tail. Stunning. I have a weakness for black cats. He was a little jerk--but we adored him for it! He swaggered around, pretending to be so macho, but was the biggest wimp of a cat I ever met. Mr. Tough Guy loved sleeping in the crook of my right arm every night. Of course, he had to stuff his behind in my face first. God, I'd give anything for him to be able to do that again...alas, I now have to be content with the tuft of fur that I cut from his tail after he died. That magnificent tail that I cursed so much when he was alive. I then wrapped him in a blanket, put him in a box, and took him to the vet for cremation. I broke down and cried like a baby when I got there. Thank you, Lord, for sending that angel of a customer who, even though a stranger, came over hugged me, and cried with me. Because of her, I was able to drive home safely.
He was born around March/April 2006. He died November 2, 2009. He was diagnosed with cancer a week before his death. We had no idea he was sick until the day before his diagnosis. His death is unbearable for DH and I. Smudge is the 3rd cat we've lost since January. This makes losing him even worse. I still think I see him around the corner, but of course, it's not him. Not my King Smudge; not my Smuey; not my Soft & Silky Smudge, nor even just plain Smudge. It's just the wishful thinking of a heart-broken pet parent. God, I LOVED that wonderful cat. I wish you all could've met him. You would've loved him, too.
Farewll, my beautiful Smudge. We miss you terribly. We love you so much.
