Wow, your Squizz sure is special! We adopted Groucho a few days after finding out that my Mom had uterine cancer. At that time Mom already had two major strokes and two surgeries to remove three brain tumors. Soncat and I were not only devastated but scared out of our minds. Baby Groucho was a great comfort to us, even Mom was excited about our new family member. Mom had a third stroke a little over a year ago and things did not look good for her. When we'd get home from the hospital, Groucho would jump right up and snuggle next to me. From time to time he'd look up at me like he knew what was happening. When the tears would come, Groucho was right there with purrs, kisses and the hugs only a kitty can give. Through the whole time he was the ultimate velcro kitty, Groucho never left my side and followed me all around the house. It was like his meows were saying, "Don't worry, Meowmie, it will be okay."
As difficult as the situation with Mom was, Groucho made me feel like I wasn't all alone and could face what was to come. Fortunately, Mom recovered but is paralyzed on her right side and confined to a wheelchair. Her spirits and outlook are very positive. She often tells me how happy she is in the nursing home. Mom has never met Groucho in person but she asked if she could have a picture of him that she keeps on her night stand. She thinks he's the cutest kitty ever!