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Well for the second time I have found the perfect cat. The first was a female, Chloe. She died in 2000 at 8yrs of CHF. I tried to prolong her life and gave her the prescribed Cardizm which she HATED and mostly got smart and would either not eat what it was mixed in with or would drool while I was rubbing her throat to stop from swallowing. She died on Thanksgiving. Best female cat ever without getting into details.
It took some time, but in 2002 I bought Felix (best male kitty). Funny with him is that he was a last minute choice. I went to look at a gray kitten and right when I went to hand the lady the money out pops this little black fuzzball. I said ooo I'll take him!!! Well its been a GREAT 16yrs 3mo, but my boy is covered in mats, his breath died about 5yrs ago, but most sad is his labored breathing which I know oh so well. I've not seen him eat in about a week, all he does is try to sleep, and he does not make it to his box. About a month ago he was fine. Because of my past selfishness I watched my girl basically drowned in her own fluid because of her disease. I will not do that again. It's still no easier, and will be much worse as today goes on and into tomorrow. But it is better for him. One of the coolest things he use to do is you could lightly blow onto his nose and he would lick your lips. It made it look like he was giving you kisses. I want one more from him, but I don't want him to have to work for it so I doubt I will try. Have a wonderful day everyone, and to anyone else going through this good luck to you.
It took some time, but in 2002 I bought Felix (best male kitty). Funny with him is that he was a last minute choice. I went to look at a gray kitten and right when I went to hand the lady the money out pops this little black fuzzball. I said ooo I'll take him!!! Well its been a GREAT 16yrs 3mo, but my boy is covered in mats, his breath died about 5yrs ago, but most sad is his labored breathing which I know oh so well. I've not seen him eat in about a week, all he does is try to sleep, and he does not make it to his box. About a month ago he was fine. Because of my past selfishness I watched my girl basically drowned in her own fluid because of her disease. I will not do that again. It's still no easier, and will be much worse as today goes on and into tomorrow. But it is better for him. One of the coolest things he use to do is you could lightly blow onto his nose and he would lick your lips. It made it look like he was giving you kisses. I want one more from him, but I don't want him to have to work for it so I doubt I will try. Have a wonderful day everyone, and to anyone else going through this good luck to you.