Time catches up to everyone at some point or another. For Rhys, that time came today.
Rhys was 13 as of his "official" birthday(ie, somewhere close to, so we assigned it) April 1st - a fitting day for him.
Unfortunately, he had a hard life. He had trouble with one of his hind legs when Lorri adopted him. A couple of years later, the leg needed to be amputated. Later, he had some liver trouble and still managed to pull through. Through all of it, he still remained the sweetest, friendliest cat I've ever had the honor of knowing, with an uncontainable personality that made him the talk of everyone on the street.
Over the last few months, Rhys had been slowing down. He was starting show his age. It never stopped him from prostrating himself in front of anyone walking down the sidewalk for some attention; nor did a missing leg or age stop him from keeping the neighbourhood dogs in line....by force, if nessessary. Nor did it stop him from hopping up onto me while I was sitting in my chair using the laptop, and hitting keyes, launching apps and trying to sleep on the keyboard whilie I attempted to type or scroll around him.
As I mentioned, time catches up to everyone. His kidneys and liver were failing, so there was no choice but to let him finally rest after having been through all he had.
This last photo is one of the few photos I posted in the Chaz. Photo Gallery from a few years ago. I think it's fitting that the first photo I used to introduce him, closes off what has been one of the most rewarding, expensive, frustrating, loving and again, rewarding chapters of my life.
You're sorely missed already, buddy.
Rhys was 13 as of his "official" birthday(ie, somewhere close to, so we assigned it) April 1st - a fitting day for him.
Unfortunately, he had a hard life. He had trouble with one of his hind legs when Lorri adopted him. A couple of years later, the leg needed to be amputated. Later, he had some liver trouble and still managed to pull through. Through all of it, he still remained the sweetest, friendliest cat I've ever had the honor of knowing, with an uncontainable personality that made him the talk of everyone on the street.
Over the last few months, Rhys had been slowing down. He was starting show his age. It never stopped him from prostrating himself in front of anyone walking down the sidewalk for some attention; nor did a missing leg or age stop him from keeping the neighbourhood dogs in line....by force, if nessessary. Nor did it stop him from hopping up onto me while I was sitting in my chair using the laptop, and hitting keyes, launching apps and trying to sleep on the keyboard whilie I attempted to type or scroll around him.
As I mentioned, time catches up to everyone. His kidneys and liver were failing, so there was no choice but to let him finally rest after having been through all he had.
This last photo is one of the few photos I posted in the Chaz. Photo Gallery from a few years ago. I think it's fitting that the first photo I used to introduce him, closes off what has been one of the most rewarding, expensive, frustrating, loving and again, rewarding chapters of my life.
You're sorely missed already, buddy.