Dino got a tumor in the stomach, inoperable. He got the shot last Sunday, it was for the best. Rather than him starving to death. He was 11 years old, and lived a good life with us. He came to us from a household with many cats, at the ripe age of four. He was bullied by the other cats. He seemed to be really happy with just our company. We managed to get him to loose a lot of weight as well, he couldn’t wash his behind properly when we got him. He loved his plastic bag, and chilling in the shade at the balcony. I’ll always remember my annoying orange chunker
I’m so fucking sorry for your loss, Dino sounds like he was an awesome cat! If you wanna share any happy memories of him I’d love to hear more about his life <3
He really was an awesome cat. All cats I’ve had have been awesome, but he might be extra special, just because he was such an independent dude, you know? He was so happy being alone, you could really tell he loved living without other cats, and just me, my so and her son.