posted on May, 10 2018 @ 08:20 PM
Our oldest cat is twenty one years old. She told us she doesn't like vets and if we try to take her she will scratch the hell out of us and die. She
is so spoiled, every time she goes for her jog in her sleep, almost every hour, she gets up hungry and wants to eat. She has one of those tumors on
her back right next to the spine, I think they call them ganglious. She has another fat tumor near her leg. The one on her back is sensitive, she
does not like us touching it, but it doesn't seem to hurt her unless it is bumped. I have been giving her supplements because of some problems I had
noticed, and she is doing fine now. Some day I will come downstairs and find her laying on the couch dead, I know that will happen within a year. I
need to go make some cat coffins this month, about three fancy oak ones and a couple of pine ones.
It is getting sadder for us when the pets die as we get older. We have learned how to communicate with cats better, it took effort how to figure out
their ways. I never had time and I did not believe they were such intelligent beings before, I was wrong. The same goes for dogs, some are very
smart, others are dumb as a rock.