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My wife and I lost our rescue cat today, his name was Pepper. He was our king but also our baby boy. He was so curious, so brave, so smart, a tuna lover, a companion while I watched Uconn games or played videogames, a companion to Pam when she did her nails, watched netflix or when one of us cooked or washed the dishes. He never let my wife and I out of his sight (we would joke he was more like a dog, obsessed with us). He was a house cat but he was incredibly clever. In the attached picture, you can see the bottom pic is a few days after we got him, the top pic is just a few months later.
Sadly when we took in another little black rescue cat I think he got jealous or he felt replaced (despite our best efforts to show him all the love we could) and he managed to escape up the chimney and out. All of the other exits in the house were escape proof/cat proof but we missed the chimney. My wife and her dad, her friend and myself were looking for him around the neighborhood for hours. Her family property is very large/hills with tons of trees + The neighborhood is also heavily forested and this is a mountainous area so it was not easy, plus the rain and mud did not help. My father in law ended up finding him in the jaws of our guard dog and yelled at the top of his lungs. My wife who was near sprinted around the corner, I was further away but followed. He was dirty, you could not even see his white fur, we could see the bite marks, he was gasping/struggling to breath. As she held him in her arms he was struggling to hold on to life, could barely meow. Her friend is a vet, her father is a doctor but we couldn't do enough to help him.
The little black rescue cat has come to greet us, somehow I think she knows and is trying her best to comfort us.
Well, I want to make this thread to celebrate not just Pepper, but everyone elses pets. Please share your favorite stories. I have had quite a few memorable pets throughout the years: Calvin, Hobbes, Boinker and Buster. I am always amazed of the role pets play in our life and always cherish every last one of them.
I think my favorite story of Pepper is a simple one. As I said, he loves tuna. He quickly learned that the tuna was in the fridge and had a special meow and would scratch the fridge whenever he wanted it. But he would do it with my wife when I was asleep (she is an early raiser) and when I got up, he waited for her to leave (smoke or something) and would do the same with me. He knew he was only supposed to get it once per day but was clever and would try to play us.
Sadly when we took in another little black rescue cat I think he got jealous or he felt replaced (despite our best efforts to show him all the love we could) and he managed to escape up the chimney and out. All of the other exits in the house were escape proof/cat proof but we missed the chimney. My wife and her dad, her friend and myself were looking for him around the neighborhood for hours. Her family property is very large/hills with tons of trees + The neighborhood is also heavily forested and this is a mountainous area so it was not easy, plus the rain and mud did not help. My father in law ended up finding him in the jaws of our guard dog and yelled at the top of his lungs. My wife who was near sprinted around the corner, I was further away but followed. He was dirty, you could not even see his white fur, we could see the bite marks, he was gasping/struggling to breath. As she held him in her arms he was struggling to hold on to life, could barely meow. Her friend is a vet, her father is a doctor but we couldn't do enough to help him.
The little black rescue cat has come to greet us, somehow I think she knows and is trying her best to comfort us.
Well, I want to make this thread to celebrate not just Pepper, but everyone elses pets. Please share your favorite stories. I have had quite a few memorable pets throughout the years: Calvin, Hobbes, Boinker and Buster. I am always amazed of the role pets play in our life and always cherish every last one of them.
I think my favorite story of Pepper is a simple one. As I said, he loves tuna. He quickly learned that the tuna was in the fridge and had a special meow and would scratch the fridge whenever he wanted it. But he would do it with my wife when I was asleep (she is an early raiser) and when I got up, he waited for her to leave (smoke or something) and would do the same with me. He knew he was only supposed to get it once per day but was clever and would try to play us.
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