Update - I got up and let him have the chair. Then I started working on the chores, the most important of which was cleaning our pellet stove. Before long, he was wandering around nearby, following me while I got tools. I finished, went back to my chair, and was about to sit down when he jumped into the chair.
So I picked him up, which he’s never a fan of, sat down, put him on my lap, and now he’s stretched out on my legs.
Oh I know, and I love him, too (along with the two others we have…and the two that have crossed that rainbow bridge).
I will miss him someday. I know it’s coming. I’m not ready. I never will be. We lost one five years ago, and I’m not ready to lose another one. Every time I see a reminder of his age I think, oh yeah.
Stitch should have many years left in him, he’s not young, but he’s not old either, but… We’ve had him about 9 years now, so he’s anywhere from 10 to 16. His medical issues are accumulating; I have to give him an inhaler every day along with a medicine in his ear. One of our other cats (currently on my arm) is likely a few years older (adopted 12 years ago, so anywhere from 13 to 18) and also requires daily pills for his thyroid. I don’t know which one we’ll lose first, but I hope it’s not for a long time.
Meanwhile, our young cat, Inky, who is about 5 years old, is just sitting at the base of the steps, staring at me, in the Egyptian cat pose. What did I do??
Update - I got up and let him have the chair. Then I started working on the chores, the most important of which was cleaning our pellet stove. Before long, he was wandering around nearby, following me while I got tools. I finished, went back to my chair, and was about to sit down when he jumped into the chair.
So I picked him up, which he’s never a fan of, sat down, put him on my lap, and now he’s stretched out on my legs.
He loves you. Don’t take that for granted. Treasure him forever. He is your new God.
Oh I know, and I love him, too (along with the two others we have…and the two that have crossed that rainbow bridge).
I will miss him someday. I know it’s coming. I’m not ready. I never will be. We lost one five years ago, and I’m not ready to lose another one. Every time I see a reminder of his age I think, oh yeah.
Stitch should have many years left in him, he’s not young, but he’s not old either, but… We’ve had him about 9 years now, so he’s anywhere from 10 to 16. His medical issues are accumulating; I have to give him an inhaler every day along with a medicine in his ear. One of our other cats (currently on my arm) is likely a few years older (adopted 12 years ago, so anywhere from 13 to 18) and also requires daily pills for his thyroid. I don’t know which one we’ll lose first, but I hope it’s not for a long time.
Meanwhile, our young cat, Inky, who is about 5 years old, is just sitting at the base of the steps, staring at me, in the Egyptian cat pose. What did I do??
My girlfriend has a cat that looks just like yours!
https://files.catbox.moe/dgiola.heic