The day we got Pudgie is so clear in my mind. My parents were still together and i remember my dad had come home from work saying his friend Mick needed to find a new home for his 9 year old cat Pudgie. Mick and his family were moving into a home they could not have Pudgie in because they were renting it. It was hard for Mick to give up Pudgie but he knew we would take good care of him.
When Pudgie very first got here he was extremly afraid even from the car ride and he hid for a good week in the basement at our old house. I worried about him and looked for him often. It was just getting to be summer so I was home by myself alot and up late at night. One night I saw a movement under our diningroom table and it was our orange and white PUDGIE!!!! And in those nights where just i was there we bonding he would climb into my lap at his own will.
Eventually he started coming out in the day and became a part of the family. Pudgie became my bestfriend next to my Siberian Husky Sheba and her puppy Harley. And when Sheba died of Parvo Pudgie was there. He shared my bed ran down the stairs to greet me when I came home from school with his squinty eyes from napping on day in the guest bedroom lol. He was declawed before he even came to live with us and his paws were just calus but he used those toes to grab on to my fingers or kneed his paws. He was a biter though sometimes even if he came up to you if you went to pet you he would bite you. He liked to attack all of our feet from under the dining room table. He still had those back claws and enjoyed pinning you by your feet and then getting his hind feet up on your feet and doing the "thumper" as I like to call it where he would scratch with those hind claws
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He was here when my dad had his affair he was here doing the divorce. Not long after the divorce though he really started slowing down at the age of eleven. One day while holding him a noticed a lump on his side. Sure enough he had developed cancer and his body was just shutting down. And for once in my moms life she agreed to take Pudgie to the vet (I think she had learned her lesson with losing Sheba). Pudgie was PTS and it was a very hard time for me. We then moved into our apartment with the no pets rule.
We now recently bought our own home and so the two new kittens will be coming soon. But I still miss and will never forget Pudgie.
When Pudgie very first got here he was extremly afraid even from the car ride and he hid for a good week in the basement at our old house. I worried about him and looked for him often. It was just getting to be summer so I was home by myself alot and up late at night. One night I saw a movement under our diningroom table and it was our orange and white PUDGIE!!!! And in those nights where just i was there we bonding he would climb into my lap at his own will.
Eventually he started coming out in the day and became a part of the family. Pudgie became my bestfriend next to my Siberian Husky Sheba and her puppy Harley. And when Sheba died of Parvo Pudgie was there. He shared my bed ran down the stairs to greet me when I came home from school with his squinty eyes from napping on day in the guest bedroom lol. He was declawed before he even came to live with us and his paws were just calus but he used those toes to grab on to my fingers or kneed his paws. He was a biter though sometimes even if he came up to you if you went to pet you he would bite you. He liked to attack all of our feet from under the dining room table. He still had those back claws and enjoyed pinning you by your feet and then getting his hind feet up on your feet and doing the "thumper" as I like to call it where he would scratch with those hind claws
He was here when my dad had his affair he was here doing the divorce. Not long after the divorce though he really started slowing down at the age of eleven. One day while holding him a noticed a lump on his side. Sure enough he had developed cancer and his body was just shutting down. And for once in my moms life she agreed to take Pudgie to the vet (I think she had learned her lesson with losing Sheba). Pudgie was PTS and it was a very hard time for me. We then moved into our apartment with the no pets rule.
We now recently bought our own home and so the two new kittens will be coming soon. But I still miss and will never forget Pudgie.
