She’s turning 18 soon! She still loves to pop out from nowhere and play. On days when we give her Solensia, a jab for her arthritis, she feels so good that she runs around the house screaming and playing. She’s very weird. I love her so much
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I wake up at 6am most mornings expecting to be sat on by a 17 lb cat.
It’s been 5 months. I still miss her.
My cat is deeply suspicious that I left her for a few days, yet again, but a warm body is ‘kneaded’, so I’ll do I guess
I said a few times today that I want to be more like Mila. If I’m unhappy with something, just yell. Doesn’t matter if anyone is around to hear it.
#Caturday is like any other day for Mila: sleep, eat, scream at birds
Someone asked if everyone’s tortoiseshell cats were also gluttonous heathens
I replied that I was convinced Mila lived till 19.5 years because she wasn’t done eating. She loved everything. Arugula. Spinach. All proteins. Potato. She would fight you for bread, get her head stuck in a yogurt container if she could. I miss her face.
On the day we said goodbye to her, she ate nonstop all day until it was time to go.
She was told to ‘go sit in her bed quietly’ (after screaming nonstop for snacks).
I put the new soft blanket next to her and she hasn’t wanted to leave the couch
Every time I cook salmon, I think of how much I miss Mila yelling at me for salmon
I hope there’s unlimited salmon wherever you are baby
When we adopted an 11 year old cat with 7 chronic illnesses, we thought ‘she doesn’t have long, let’s just spoil her rotten’
Turns out spoiling her rotten meant she lived another 8.5 years. She was with us until she was 19 and a half
Here’s a photo of her getting sashimi that I bought just for her.
I miss her every single day