It burdens me to announce that after 14 long years, Fluffy's life came to a screeching, unexpected halt. Every thing seemed to be going great in his life, he was gaining weight, his fur was growing back and he had these sudden sparks of energy. He would go outside more (and even fight again. He got into a fight and that is (we believe) how he contracted the disease) today I will tell y'all some stories about the little guy, his life and what molded him into the brave young cat he had become.
It all started when we decided to move. We had a black cat at the time, her name was princess (I was super into princesses, she is in some old photos, I miss her dearly, health problems arose with her and with all the money we were spending to move, we had no choice but to give her away) well, we moved and about a week after we moved in we see this big tuxedo cat family! But there was something odd about the family. There was this one kitten that was a polar opposite of his siblings. While they had short, black fur he had long gray fur.
You best damn believe we snatched that guy up (we also fed the family and allowed visitations, they apparently lived at the company behind us but we're ultimately strays) and that's how we got fluffy.
Pretty neat, huh?
Anyway, about two years pass and we are convinced that this cat is a girl. Having been put in tutus and pink dresses, we were startled to hear that all these cats were getting pregnant. We couldnt let our Fluffy get pregnant. So we rush to the vets office to get "her" fixed.
Needless to say, we found out who was getting all the cats pregnant.
(It was fluffy)
A few years pass and we get this feral cat. Like, if it wasn't me petting him, he would attack. We named him tiger. Him and fluffy, to my surprise got along. I remember one time fluffy was hiding under the couch (he wasn't the playful type) and Tiger would try and get him to come out, well TIGER put his face under the couch and came out with fluffy climbed onto his face. It was quite entertaining.
Once we had this squirrel who was basically his baby.
The day we brought home snowball fluffy instantly took to him, always by that kittens side, it was very sad when Fluffy passed because Snowball became lost, he had nobody to follow around so he started following me. (I love that he is following me again but I swear he's like a toddler on drugs)
Sleep tight, my little prince.
