Today I came home, had dinner and then told my wife that "I'm going upstairs to see my boy". I got upstairs and opened the door to the bedroom and looked at the bed and he wasn't there. I went to the bathroom where sometimes he hides, and still wasn't there. I called for him and nothing. I went back into the bedroom and saw him lying on the floor not moving. My heart just sank to the bottom when I saw him there because I knew.
Oscar Meyer was rescued from a yard (from a house where the owner didn't care about the cat) and had been injured from an attack. We took him to the vet to get "put back together" and took him home to recuperate. We didn't have any intentions on keeping him because as soon as he got better, we took him to Cats In The Cradle in Roswell, GA so he could be put up for adoption. Well, a couple weeks went by and we stopped in to see if he had been adopted, but he was still in his cage. The lady told us that he would hiss and spit at everyone who came near him. I went to the cage and opened it up and he jumped right out and onto my shoulder. Well, you know the rest of the story.
Oscar Meyer was a very "cat-tankerous" cat. He only really loved his daddy (me). I would prop up in the bed while on my laptop and he would come over and crawl up on my shoulder and just purr. Loudly! It wasn't until lately that he would get on the bed and sleep next to my wife (he would always sleep next to his daddy and sometimes under my arm).
He was not the most healthy cat. He had a thyroid condition as well as a heart murmur. But you couldn't tell it by his attitude. He loved to bat at the dogs, kick the litter out of the box, drink from the sink and of course, love his daddy.
We think that he just laid down and went peacefully. No signs of any trauma or anything else. All we know, is that now, he is waiting in heaven for us to come join him. Oscar - your daddy loves you and will miss you terribly!
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