Man, I love cats so much. I used to have 5 of them in the house at the same time.
-Oliver, my first cat, was run over by my mom. I found him when I came home from my martial arts classes.
-Niko, one of my later cats, came down with feline luk. We treated her for awhile, but she just kept getting worse, and ended up having to be put down.
-Tommy, a cat we picked up off the streets and got shots for (mine), ended up needing to be put down because his feline toxin levels were over 5x the normal limit...he should have been dead 3 years prior to that, the vet said.
-Tigger ended up one day just getting up and having no use of her back legs. X-rays showed now calcified discs and no fusing. Just unexplained half of her body was immobile...including her tail. Well, we had treated her for a year with medication and physically draining her bladder and bowel...and it just got to be too much. She would improve some days and walk a little, and others, she couldn't do much of anything. She was a very cool cat and would snuggle up under your covers, poke her upper half out, and use your arm as a pillow.
-When I moved out of my house, I had to give Dijjit away. She's doing very well, and is extremely happy when I go to visit. (New owners gave us open visitation)
-I still have my other 2 cats. Pawz and Genki. I love them both and I can not imagine life without parts of my family...and that's exactly what I consider my cats to be.
Genki and Pawz
