so back when my cat Fred died it was in fact a few days before my birthday, and then i went along as planned as had a little birthday event with a bunch of other people. Two other also had their birthday the same day so we made it a big party. This was our little tribute we had to her with the people that were there at the time recorded by another friend of mine. i enjoyed it at least, I miss my kitty.
So sadly last week I lost my older cat, Fred, she was 19 years of age and a legend of her time. Born sometime in late may 1991, she was the runt of her litter. As she grew up Fred showed a lot of intelligence and proved herself to be a great huntress. I was given so many presents, murder presents. Not much could get away from her, no, bird, rodent, or lizard around was safe. Fast enough to chase down squirrels, powerful enough to take down crows, this cat was relentless. Quite something for the runt of her litter.
Yet at the same time she was very sweet, she liked people a lot, more so if you had food on you. She often liked to sleep on a persons lap or right next to them. She would also come up to me at times, and start rubbing her head on me, it was always weird feeling a tooth go across my face as she was did that, but at least you knew how she felt about you.
As time went on she lost the dog she spent the first 3 and a half years of her life with, that dog did a good job in protecting her when she did. Later in july ’04 the cat she had also spent her life with had died, and went in a depression. Soon after she started hanging around the other cat we also had more often, a cat she did not like at first when we first bought her home, Fred even refused to eat from the same plate as her. Also in 2000 my sister had a baby, Fred really wasn’t sure of what to make of this new being, just run away as she came up to her. over time she was warming up to the kid and found herself liking her, likely because she was a warm body.
But in the last few months we had noticed she was slowly loosing weight and having some trouble walking, had age finally caught up to her? I did everything i could to help her, soon enough she could not walk very far on her own and needed help standing up. But then on August 26th, just before 5, she had fallen. Fred was at home with me, I held her as she did as i tried to save her.
In the end I’m proud of her, she fought on and proved that even the little guy can be a force of true power. I learned a lot from this cat just by watching her, and i will miss her. Now, you must honor Fred by having a bag of chips, she loved doritos most.