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I had to put my cat to sleep. He was about 22 years old, got him from Animal Haven when he was about 2 years old. At that time (1990) I wanted to get our young family a dog. My wife over-ruled me and we ended up getting two cats instead. We had to bring one of them back a few weeks later as it didn't go in the litter box. I never had a cat in my life, I thought I was a dog person. My cat proved me wrong. We got the cat for my son, but my son and the cat never paid any attention to each other. The cat (his name was Chuck) ended up being MY cat. He loved me to death. He never intentionally scratched anybody, never hissed at anybody, always greeted us at the door every day, even greeted strangers upon entering our townhouse. He was a big (20 pounds) cat who spent a lot of time outdoors and often brought us presents, including mice and birds, many of the birds still alive in his mouth because he wanted us to have a live bird. He slept in our bed at night for many years until he grew too weak to jump up on the bed. He NEVER woke me up, EVER. One time I woke up in the middle of the night on my back and I felt this big lump under my legs. It was Chuck. I had apparently rolled over and he ended up under my legs. He still didn't wake me up despite me outweighing him by 200 pounds. He was a beautiful cat, short thick mainly white and tan fur, HUGE yellow eyes. He also talked. He said"water" when his water dish was empty. I swear he said "hello" and "how you doing." A few times when he was young I came home and he was up on our roof, which is very high and very steep. I have absolutely no idea how he got up on it being he didn't have front claws. I also never saw him come down. I went inside and got a bag of catfood and then went outside and shook it. A half hour later he was at the door to come in. As nice as he was to every person he had a territory that was our rear patio that NO animal was allowed to come into. One time I heard this terrible commotion and I went to the patio to see Chuck about ready to kill an unfortunate Siamese cat that made the fatal mistake of entering his territory. There was blood and fur all over the patio, none of it Chuck's. I hosed the two cats and the Siamese limped away. Never saw that cat before or after that event. Chuck NEVER postured and howled when he fought. He would just run up and knock a cat over and be at the throat of the other cat. There was never a cat like Chuck. I'll have an emptiness in my heart the rest of my life missing that amazing wonderful feline...

Damn Bob so sorry to hear that! I know what it is like to truley love an animal I have a little Chug (1/2 pug and 1/2 Chiuawaw, spelling) and if anything ever happened to him I know I would feel just like you do now. I am very sorry to hear that!

I love animals way too much, more than people for the most part. I have lost several in the last few years. I'm sorry for the emptiness you are going to experience. And I sure do know how you are feeling. The last one is still fresh in my mind. I wrote several songs about the last one. I think that helps a bit. You might give it a try. At the least it is a wonderful tribute to them.

When we originally got Chuck at Animal haven all the cats and dogs were in individual cages. There was dozens of them. I was leaning over looking at a cat in one of the lower cages and something tapped my shoulder. It was Chuck reaching through his cage introducing himself to me. HE PICKED ME. Otherwise I never would have even noticed him. We were looking at smaller cats. He was so beautiful I asked my wife if we could take him out of his cage. The attendant opened his cage and I picked him up and he was completely limp in my arms, totally relaxed. I never I saw a cat like him. Not an ounce of tension in his body. I threw him over my shoulder and we took him home. It was so sad seeing him in a cage at the vet this morning. I immediately thought of the first time I saw him in a cage. I rescued him from certain death 20 years ago from a cage and had to leave him in a cage today to die soon. I feel terrible about it but I know he's not suffering any more...that's the main thing about putting an animal to sleep, end their suffering.

Sorry about you loss Bob. We and out animals can be so close. They really can be family. When my German Shepard grew so old and weak with arthritis that she suffered, I put her down myself. Few moments in my life did I cry more.
Think more of the joy Chuck brought to your home, than the loss.

I've lost a couple of good dogs; - real good dogs . . . buddies . . .
The feelings of loss are undescribable to those who haven't experienced it.
Not many people will give the unconditional love that a long-time pet will . . .
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Sorry, Bob.

He lived a long life.

22 years of love and a special relationship - that is a gift.

Sorry for your loss, but I believe he'll be there to greet you when you pass over.

Sorry to hear that Bob, I had to have my last cat put down about a year ago, and for a person who didn't even want to get the cat in the first place, I was a blubbering mess. The woman I was living with wanted the cat, and I figured even though I don't know what it's like living with a cat, it was bound to be easier than living with her if I said no. Of course the cat took to me right away. I waited a couple of months after losing that cat and got a new one from a shelter (The orange and white one in my pics). Put a pic of Chuck up on your page.
http://rainbowsbridge.com/Poem.htm

I am so sorry to hear about your loss. I know just what you are feeling. The absolute loss of a friend and family member. Cats are such cool animals. They do tend to adopt you instead of you adopting them.

Man, that's tough, bob. I've had a few expeiences with pets, myself, but the longest time I shared with one was about 19 years. It leaves a huge hole in ya, I know.

Everything will be just fine

Dajax wrote:Sorry to hear that Bob, I had to have my last cat put down about a year ago, and for a person who didn't even want to get the cat in the first place, I was a blubbering mess. The woman I was living with wanted the cat, and I figured even though I don't know what it's like living with a cat, it was bound to be easier than living with her if I said no. Of course the cat took to me right away. I waited a couple of months after losing that cat and got a new one from a shelter (The orange and white one in my pics). Put a pic of Chuck up on your page.
http://rainbowsbridge.com/Poem.htm

I don't know if I have any pictures of Chuck I could put on here but he looked very similar to the cat you have, mainly white below and some tan orange-tan on top.

I hope enough time has passed that a little humor wont be in bad taste.

The little old lady that ends up saving the Earth in the movie MARS ATTACKS, had her kitty stuffed and mounted.
I had considered doing this with my BooCat when she passes.
I'd sit her on my amp where ever I play.

Eva Gabor sitting with her Persian in her lap, asked Johnny Carson if he wanted to pet her pu**y.
His response was.
Move that damn cat and I will.

i really sorry to hear this. I love pets. I have great dog named lucky...I dread the day!