Our oldest cat Charlie, passed away this morning at age 13. He had been slowly going downhill for a while.
Charlie was a foster fail
Charlie showed up in our backyard in the summer of 2013, very scared and confused. As we had two indoor cats at the time we could not take him in right away. All the fosters were full, so we agreed to keep feeding him, and we left the shed door open at night with a cat bed on the workbench so he had somewhere to sleep.
We had checked to see if he was microchipped, and no one had reported a lost cat. So we think he was dumped. He obviously appreciated the hospitality as he did not leave and would sit on our lap on both the front and back porch. He and our two cats at the time were also very friendly through the screen door with no hisses.
At the end of the week, a thunderstorm with hail was approaching, so we took pity. We scooped him up and put him in the downstairs living room, where right away he made himself at home. The formal introduction with the other two cats went very well, and we decided to keep him
He was a well-behaved cat and was very close to Alicia. He had a quiet meow but powerful purrs. Since I work from home, he enjoyed hanging out with me at my desk and had his own chair.
As old cats passed on and new ones came into our lives, he was always very welcoming. We will miss you old friend.
