Mommy said that she’d stay with me to the very end, and she kept that promise. 

 

I slept peacefully on her arm last night and then I woke her up this morning to let her know that it was time for me to go. The last thing I heard was Mommy telling me how much she loved me when I passed away in her arms.

 

My dumb brother Hobbes was there, and so was my kitten Cerberus and that imp Ivar. They stayed with me all week, helping me keep my face clean and keeping me company whenever Mommy had to go somewhere. 

 

Gator Snake was there too, but I had a hold of Love Snake when I left, so Mommy decided to let me take him with me. I’m sure that the imp Ivar will take good care of Gator Snake since I showed him how.

 

I’m glad that Mommy and Good Daddy worked so hard to give me an extra year with them. (Although I hated the yucky pills and CBD stuff.) I had a really good life as my FB Page can attest to. 

 

And I want to thank everyone who helped me get that extra year. It meant the world to Mommy, Good Daddy, Bad Daddy, Gammy, and me.

 

My Battle with Cancer

 

Mommy and Good Daddy agreed when I told them that I'm not ready to go away yet, so they are really going into debt to make sure that I get the best possible chance to survive this cancer.

I had surgery earlier this month, and I'm mad because the fur on my jaw hasn't grown back yet and I look lop-sided.  But I was a good kitty and kept the stupid cone on most of the time. I even got the kitten Ivar to clean my face for me!

 Now I just had my first dose of chemotherapy a few days ago. I feel cold all the time, but otherwise I'm doing okay. Good Daddy says I have to get that shot another five times over the next four months.

I don't know if I'm going to get radiation treatment. Good Daddy heard that it would cost more than a new car, and he's hoping that was just a rumor.

But even if I don't get that treatment, what I have gotten will help me live a lot longer than the four months they told Mommy when they first discovered the cancer. 

If you want to help, Good Daddy still has my GoFundMe up.  You can see it  in the post below.

 

 

Bad news, but there is hope!

 It's been a terrible year for me so far, but Mommy and Good Daddy are doing everything they can to make it better.   Good Daddy set up a campaign for me so that you can help too! (I wrote everything though!)

I'm such a lazy cat!

 I keep forgetting to update my website! 

But one thing I always do is post at least once a week on my FaceBook page, so you can follow all of my adventures there.

And you are going to want to because Mommy and Good Daddy brought home two more kittens in July and one of them is handicapped! We call him "Ivar". His brother's name is "Bjorn."

FIND ME ON FACEBOOK 

 

 

I Have a Kitten!

 

 I got my very own kitten in December!  His name is Cerberus (just like my shark!) and I think that he was a gift from Basement Cat since he's black.

He was born feral, but he took to the easy indoor life really quickly! The White Coat Lady says he was born in early September. I didn't believe her because he's so big, but Mommy says that's because he has a lot of Maine Coon in him. Apparently "Maine Coon" is a fancy way of saying "giant cat" in human-talk.

 

 

Halloween 2023

 

I'm a scary shark this year!

My 11th Shark Week Photo!