My first post in the Women's forum and it's a great thread, but a sad post. My lil guy Hector passed away this morning. The vet is pretty sure it was FIP and most cats live 3-18 months with that. He just turned 18 months.
This is my little Klepto Hector RIP
We still have Achilles who was adopted with Hector. They were both 6 weeks old when we got them.
And my Aussie, Tanis
Darnit.. I was just starting to feel a little better by looking through these pictures and then the pet mortuary called about having him cremated and I'm crying.
I'm so sorry for your loss. *hugs*
Something that I hope might make you laugh..
Your orange cat.. looks just like my cat Ashe (will try and put a pic up) When ashe was a kitten and we first got him (barely weaned.. maybe 5 or 6 weeks old) we introduced him to coco the day we got him (the big rotty I posted pics of before) so coco would know he was part of the family and not try and eat him.. and instead of hissing and running like most kittens do when coco started sniffing him all excited (coco was maybe 2years old 100ish lbs and full of energy) Ashe jumped in the air, did a 180 and landed on coco's head. He the proceded to sink claws into both ears (holding em line reins of a horse) hook his back feet into coco's shoulders and proceeded to bite him right between the eyes while riding him like a bull at the rodeo. wish I had it on video, was probably the funniest thing I've ever seen a cat and dog do.
After coco finally got ashe off of him, Ashe sat on the arm of the chair and stared coco down. No raised fur or any other form of agression, just this cold attitude like he was trying to say "wanna go again?"
Every since then coco and Ashe have been best friends, coco never tried to hurt ashe, and Ashe never tore into coco again, but if ashe was out prowling (he was allowed to come in and out as he pleased) and he got the bad end of a fight he'd just hop the fense into the back yard for coco's protection, and coco would always chase off any cats following Ashe and lay there licking Ashe's wounds (and usually the rest of his body) until he was clean, blood free, and all spiky from doggy spit in his hair
I truly feel bad for your loss, I know how devistating such things can be and hope that my little storry here at least made you smile a little.