Ok. So i have been posting quite a bit lately about having to put my kitty Ringo to sleep due to FIP. It has been beyond devastating. Its been almost two months and me and my husband have slowly been thinkng about adopting. I was going ]back and forth in my head about where to adopt from. I wanted the cat that needed us the most. I wld even ask Ringo to please send me the kitty he knew we cld help the most. Well Mr Ringo did just that. Last night i was in my back yard. I look to my left and a cat is walking towards me. ***???? Poor baby is a skeleton with fur. I fed him and I put him in my laundry room for the night. Got up bright and early and took him to the vet. Didnt want him to get my other three sick. Turns out he is an older fella. The vet said at least ten. He has some kind of hyper thyroid and needs meds for the rest of his life. Other than that he is fine. I know i am breaking my own heart adopting an older boy. I mean how many years cld he have left. But he needs us. And like my Ringo he now has a home and a family to call his own. Ringo sent him to me. I know that for a fact. I cld hear him say "go see my mom and dad, they will take care of u". I dont know how long we will have him but that doesnt matter to me. We will love him like we love the rest of our gang.
