Squish crossed the Rainbow Bridge this morning after suffering what appeared to be a stroke on Monday, by Wednesday it was clear he wasn't going to recover. He had also been suffering from thyroid failure for a couple of years and his kidneys had started to fail about 6 months ago. He was one week shy of his 16th birthday.
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| Four months before passing |
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| Three months before passing, still looking healthy |
Squish is the only cat I know of who ever got caught with both front feet in a lasagna pan while he drank the sauce. When I yelled at him he went racing across the kitchen floor leaving a trail of orange paw prints behind him. He had orange paws for a week. Tragically, I don't have any pictures of this incident as it occurred before cameras on cell phones where a thing. In fact, cell phones where still really expensive at the time and all they did was text and make phone calls. And my camera was still packed from moving.
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| Chowing down, Squish always got the top spot |
He loved to sit on my Dad in the evenings. As a kitten he could purr so loudly he'd almost drown out the TV, although in later years he quieted his purr quite a bit.
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| Chilling with Dad |
Writing this was especially hard because Squish is no longer here to sit in my lap and help me type. Miss you my feline.
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