So yes, we had a cat named Cat. His name was actually Mu, as in the Greek letter, but when he was young, he was the only cat we had, and whenever anyone commented on him, or his whereabouts, it was always something like "Where is the cat? or Has anyone fed the cat?". One day we realized that he responded to the word cat. He'd look up. Sometimes he'd come when he was called and so his name changed to Cat.
He was almost 20 years old. He was really my daughter's cat. She was a good cat mom, but suddenly found herself in a situation where she had to work 2 jobs and I think she was still taking classes at uni, and Cat was still quite young. He wanted attention, but she was really only home to sleep. She came home for Christmas, and asked to leave him with us for a couple of months, while she got back to a normal situation. Of course we said yes, but when she left to go back, we couldn't find Cat. He was in hiding and had determined he was staying where he was. As soon as she headed out, he popped out of hiding. For years afterwards, she come home and he'd hide. It was kind of funny.
When I had my hip replacement, he parked himself on my new hip and stayed on top of the incision until the staples were removed, when he moved to my feet. Two days later, when the little staple marks had healed, off he went back to his normal routine. He regularly looked after me like that.
He didn't like strangers, thunderstorms or mice. He'd run and hide. Except for when the farmer next
door was combining. He'd sit on the table, looking out the patio doors, watching that combine go back and forth, with no fear at all!
He crossed the rainbow bridge on Sunday night. He will be missed. He was handsome, caring and a very good pet.
It is always so, so sad to lose a beloved pet. You Cat sounds like he had a delightful personality. Thank you so much for sharing such a wonderful tribute.
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