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18 years and 10 months, Rosie still ventures into the courtyard occasionally but is mostly sleepy. Medicated for hyperthyroidism, and has some sore bones.
I've given that chair over to Tigr. She loves to lie on the nylon laundry bags that cover it. I sometimes use those laundry bags as a background in photos, but for Tigr, they are something on which to sleep. She also can look out through the glass terrace doors. Sometimes, she may see a passing bird fly by. Pigeons sometimes walk on the terrace, too.
I have some iridescent silver ribbons tied to the terrace railing to scare away pigeons. It used to work, but not anymore. It's something for Tigr to watch, though, so the ribbons stay.
Paul is so timid, and so very sensitive to loud noises. If I can't find him during a storm, then I know to look under this storage cabinet.
Sweet old Toto is no longer with us but lived to be about 16. When he walked up on our property he was bleeding badly but we didn’t know what caused it until more then about 10 years later when an X-ray revealed 3 pellet gun bullets embedded in his back close to his spine.
So yeah im obsessed with metal gear solid 4. Interestingly enough it makes me think back to when i was in high school, when i played the first one. and how much i've aged along with the beloved solid snake. well not as much as him, and i dont have that rockin mustache either!
so yeah heres my old cat.
new post! yay im not so lazy... (shameless self promotion add me to your rss)
One of Poezemans his nails, at age 18 he no longer actively clippes his nails and they grow this way.
Out of my lap, uncharacteristically, and in the computer hutch, getting some heat from the reading lamp.
Mum reakons Sooty is 19, so this must have been taken in 1987. An old man indeed now. Mum has looked after him well!
edit...Sooty is now 20. Its official! I saw a cat years chart recently, by its reaconing, he is in his 90's. Wonder if he'l make a centenarian?
Well, quite probably. Fries came to live with me in 1987, one of the many Americans made homeless by Reagan's voodoo economics.
Her name is Fries as in French Fries. She once lived with the neighbors who had a Golden Retriever named Cheeseburger.
For a while, she was named Frieslanderin, but the Dutch kept making jokes at her expense and she went back to being plain Fries.
Update: Fries passed away in May of 2007, in the twentieth year of her age. She is much missed.
Hobbes is an old cat. He's getting rather decrepit, and spends a lot
of time, now that the sun's out and it's warm, sprawled on my parents'
front driveway. I was down on my belly to get eye level with him here.
I think I woke him with my clambering about; he was squinting into the
sun and looking in general like he'd rather be napping.
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A cold front has dropped out temps into the 50s overnight. I let the house cool down to about 68-70, which is more comfortable for me, but a bit too cool for the cats. Hence, Amber's and Paul's sudden affection for each other.
Our olde gentle giant, Sebastian.He is over 16yrs old now.
He had surgery yesterday morning and they removed three teeth while under the anesthetic. I brought him home at noon and he was abit loopy still but by last night he was wobbling around and found his favorite toy, a well loved fuzzy spider attached to a bit of string. He brought it to me and thought he should play LOL.
Today he has slept most of the day again but is eating abit of soft food and drinking..and..well ..he's doing great for an old guy. (I can breath now..I was pretty worried about him having anesthetic)
:o))
**update ..vet found oral tumor under his tongue.
Getting thinner and slower day by day. But eats and purrs and still likes to get into my lap occasionally.
Ozark is dying. I just brought him home from the vet. Poor little guy. Now it's just a case of watching and trying to keep him comfortable with saline injections and love. Nothing more to do for him.
Got some sad news from my upstairs neighbor. His cat, Bubba, passed away early this morning. Bubba had his right hind leg amputated on Tuesday, due to some fractured cartilage that was caused by arthritis. This came from an old injury; the leg was broken in two places when Bubba was six months old. My neighbor found him in that condition, took him to the vet, had the leg set, and then had him vaccinated, fixed and groomed. He adopted Bubba, and they had been together ever since.
But apparently complications set in from the operation, not to mention the possibility that his advanced age may have been a contributing factor. Bubba was thirteen; he would have been fourteen in July. He had a good life. He was well fed, well looked after and was never in anyone's way when he went outdoors. He will be sorely missed. My neighbor is broken up about it. I can understand.
OLD PIRATE CAT: One eye, no teeth, facial cancer but still going strong! 'Has attitude and
then some- bites the hand that feeds the rump steak and warm milk and allows no grooming at all. She really has had a tough life. A real ornery cat in every sense of the word.
Nikon D90, 24mm. f/2.8 AIS. lens, 1/60" @ Histogram (f/4.5)? ISO 200, WB Auto +A3. Crop.
Chloe is 18 y/o. We call her our East Dallas Tabby. She was rescued, and has been living the good life for years.
She's was 19 years old here and still going strong at almost 22. Here she is enjoying a cat nap in the sunshine.
I just wanted to add that we finally lost her in February 2012 aged 23 years. I miss her so much.
Rusty wakes up long enough to hear the wind outside and the rain on the roof. As long as she's warm and dry, in her new IKEA bed, she's happy to dream her day away.
Here are pictures of Cosmo the cat taken during the holidays ending with New Year's Day, 2023. They were at home in Ypsilanti, Michigan. He is a good looking 16 year old cat, but last year, the vet found all sorts of old cat problems. He has cataracts, is on thyroid medicine and eating wet food - and that makes him very happy. I want to showcase him for the album for this calendar year's Project 365. What better way than to make him the picture of the day!
Pentax K7 w/50mm 1.8
Mon vieux chat fixant le vide dans une faible lumière, exposition 1sec ! plus statique que ça, il est mort! :) - MÀJ -Étrangement, il est mort presque 1 an jour pour jour après ce cliché!
My old cat looking at nothing in a faint light.. 1sec of exposition! more static than that, he's dead! :) - Update - he died about a year after this pic was taken...
This is Tigr, my 19 year old cat, lying on a rag rug which protects me from her pointy little claws. She knows this rug. It's now hers. She knows that when it's on me, she can come and get cuddled and lie on my leg, something she enjoys doing. She's a sweetie.
I always keep my Panasonic DMC-ZS6 on the bed where I can reach it. That's how I got this shot. I was able to get the camera without disturbing Tigr.
I found Tigr in the street 17 years ago. She was badly injured, perhaps by a dog or another cat. The Bergh Memorial Animal Hospital of the ASPCA fixed her up. It took almost two weeks in their hospital due to an infection and her tail was amputated. She now looks like a Manx.