My oldest was 5 years old at the time this kitty came to be in our lives. My son named the kitten George Washington. Well, the cat must not have liked that name and refused to come when called. I'm not sure how but over the first few weeks of life with our new kitty, his name evolved from George Washington to Skibby-Doo, and finally landed on simply Kibbie.
Kibbie is unlike most cats. I've watched people who literally hated cats fall in love with this feline immediately. It is almost as if his mission in life is for people to love him. Kibbie holds fast to his cat-nature of "I believe I'm better than you" and "You think you own me but in reality, I own you!" but he was still different than any cat I had ever owned or met. He shows affection by climbing up and rubbing his face to yours while purring. We like to say he is aggressive in his affection.
Kibbie has been losing weight for a month now. Several weeks ago, he had a bad tooth and it didn't want to heal after being pulled. Now he has stopped eating and the weight is dropping off him faster than I can bear to watch. We thought he wasn't eating because his mouth was sore.
I just got an email from my vet friend that said he has detected some problems with a kidney and his liver and to prepare myself for bad news, the bloodwork would be back tonight.
Growing up, we always had animals. My parents loved them as much as we did but in our home, we understood animals were animals. We learned a healthy respect for the cycle of life where animals were concerned. I know Kibbie is a cat but I will still miss him as he has become a trusted friend and companion. God has not made a cooler cat than this one.

EDIT:
Kibbie was put to sleep this morning. I do not know the time because I didn't want to be present for that part. I went to the office with Scooter Bug and oddly enough - my ex-husband to say our final goodbyes. Kibbie had started having seizures during the night. When we saw him, he was awake but in very poor shape. My dear friend (and Kibbie's vet) said the tests came back and it looks like feline leukemia that had spread to his liver and kidneys. Six weeks ago his bloodwork was fine so once the cancer started spreading, it went quickly.
Scooter Bug handled it well. I had my doubts because he doesn't let things roll off as well as most people. Scooter Bug handled it just fine. I was okay too, having had my crying fit in the privacy of my own home earlier.
I will be back later to respond individually.
Thanks everyone for your thought and encouragement.



