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Condolences to all FReepers that have lost a fur baby. I too, have lost many over the years. After losing my son’s 22 year old cat about 15 years ago, we were both devastated. He had joined the USMC and left MC,(Mommy Cat) with me. My son had lost his best friend MC and his last link to his grandfather. My dad would take my son out on walks everyday and one day they found Mommy Cat. The rest was history. My father hated cats but he adored Mommy Cat because of my son.
Anyhoo, when my son got leave, he came up to NY too see me with the wife and oldest son. He brought along with him 2 kittens. One was a black short hair and the other was Trouble, my Maine Coon. The short hair died a few weeks after arriving. Cause was unknown. Trouble lived a lifetime for the two of them. He came to me with some stupid name, Pepsi or Nike or something silly. Two weeks in my house and he was renamed TROUBLE with good reason. By that time it was just me and my mom. Mom loved Trouble. He could and would get into the wierdest predicaments ever. He got along famously with my 170 lb dog. Not so with a cat my nephew dropped off for life. My Trouble was the most lovable, adorable cat in my lifetime. A Maine Coon is one of the worlds most loving cats. To his “handler” at least. Others maybe not so much. LOL. Trouble moved down to NC with me 3 years ago. When we moved I had 2 pomeraniams and 2 shitzus. Along with Trouble and Katie (nephews) cat.
About 2 years ago, I knew Trouble was nearing the end. When it actually happened I totally lost it and had been home with a broken collar bone. My DIL, took him to be cremated. I miss that cat to this day. Over my lifetime I have had at a min. 32 cats. A year ago I finally found someone looking to get rid of some kittens. I took 2 female sisters. They both have brought me much joy. I will definitely be a spinster old cat lady. While I love a dogs loyalty and open ended love, My cats have brought me so much joy over my 57 years I wouldn’t change it for anything and have no desire to do so. Kiki and CoCo are a year old now and keep me on my toes.
After writing this little(lol) short story, I think I will open a diary and document a few of my cat stories. The whole family always remember my cats. Read that Rainbow bridge as much as you can. I truly believe I will see ALL of my fur babies and look forward to the day! Good luck in your search for another Maine Coon. You WILL find that joy again. Your new friend is out there somewhere just waiting for your connection. Embrace it and thrive on it! Much love too All! (note) Sandra Sue in my tagline is my 170 lb dog that died a day after a botched surgery. She was my puppy dog from God!