This is a picture of my cat Max. This was his most common position recently, sleeping in a papasan chair, which he actually stole from my wife years ago. It became his cat bed.
He used to be owned by my brother in law's wife, and every time my wife visited her brother, she showered this cat with attention. Well his wife skipped town with another guy, abandoning her husband, daughter, and this cat, at which point my wife immediately adopted him. A short time later his wife came back and tried to get her daughter, and cat back. She failed at both.
This was 17 years ago and Max was a year old at the time, and he reached 18 this year. This cat had a whole host of medical problems, including diabetes (was on insulin at one time) a growth in his ear, arthritis, thyroid problems, and a lost voice. We were spending about $60 - $80 a month on special food and medication.
About a week ago he threw up, as seems to be a daily ritual with cats, but this time there was blood in his vomit. We took him to the vet and waited for test results to come back. Unfortunately he went downhill faster then the test results, and was having trouble walking by Friday.
Sunday night he was at the point that I was feeding him with a spoon, and interestingly got his voice back, but with the saddest meow I have ever heard in my life. I was not sure if it was from pain, or because he was upset he couldn't move.
Monday we had him put to sleep, probably only hours before he would have passed naturally, and today he was buried in a pet cemetery.
I post this here to honor his memory. He was truly a member of our family and will be missed. Being with us for almost half my life, I almost felt he would be around forever. We kind of doubted he would be around for too much longer, but it is still a shock when it does occur.
If anyone wants to honor their lost furry loved ones, go ahead and post here.