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Originally Posted by Charles Freeborn
.... She was the perfect cat for not-a-cat-person people. Didn't constantly want to be in your lap - didn't even like to be picked up. Just wanted to quietly hang with you and have the occasional scratch under the chin and ears. If you got up from your chair you had to be quick or she'd steal the warm seat...
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A tough loss Charles, our sympathy...
Those who have never become really owned by a cat don't really understand but own you they do...
Sounds exactly like our 20+ year old Calico. When we first took her to the vet to be spayed (she was a stray that had apparently been let loose in the neighborhood) the vet warned us she had a heart murmur (and still has it 20 years later). She survived a major stroke a couple of years ago but she is like the energizer bunny... she now weighs maybe 5 pounds soaking wet but still goes up and down the stairs and snarks at everyone when she is displeased.
The secret to her long life perhaps is the big spoonful of melted Blue Bell homemade vanilla ice cream she has had every night for many years... and she absolutely demands it. Wife and I just hope to wake up some morning and find her dead in her little cubby hole in the laundry room and we never have to have her put down....