We lost one of our cats today. This morning, we discovered Gary was drooling and gasping for breath. The Vet told us he had a very large tumor in his mouth that obstructed his airways, and that surgery might work for a while, but it
looked like an agressive form of cancer and he would probably not make it for more than a month anyway. So, we picked up the kids at school, and as a family, said goodbye to one of the best cats ever.
He never once, in his whole life, raised a claw in anger. Even when the kids were small and would hold him upside down, he just relaxed and went with it. He was the best mouser I have ever seen. One of the funniest memories I’ll have of him is him falling asleep under the bird feeder, and the birds standing on and around him and picking up loose seeds. When he slept, he slept hard. He also would walk to the barn with me and hang out like a dog would, only quieter.
I’ll miss you, buddy, you were an easy going guy, and I’m happy you spent those years here with us. Sleep well, Gary.