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Originally Posted by jaxie
It's my son who liked cats, I always had dogs before. Now he's travelling the world and I'm at home with the cats!
That's so sad to lose him so young. 2 of mine were born to a stray mother who went in someones house to have them, they threw them out with the rubbish the night they were born. (ginger & white). The tabby was abandoned by her mum and had to be hand reared and wasn't expected to survive. The little calico was found by a friends daughter in a birdcage in the street, she was about 6 months old at the time. She's tiny now at two but huge personality!
The one I lost (Maximus) was a stray who turned up and moved in, he was the total boss of the area, even after he lost his leg. (He broke it fighting foxes and it was all crushed). He was very unlucky with his health. He died of renal failure in the end. That's his last picture, I like to think he was smiling at me.
OMG I really am the cat lady. 
These are mine! |
aww they're gorgeous cats
*sorry for hijacking the thread