Sylvester was given to my husband on Fathers Day 1997.
He truly was his cat, too. Sylvester went to bed with
him, played with him, sat on his legs when John was
watching TV and also G Kitty's best friend. G
would lick him and groom him all the time.
I think G Kitty thought we got Sylvester for him.
G Kitty liked Sylvester from day 1. He groomed him, slept
with him and played and played. G would be so rough that
Sylvester would be screaming "uncle". When Sylvester got
bigger he used to stalk G and attack him.
G would try to run from him. Sylvester and G Kitty were together
since G Kitty was 4 months old and Sylvester 2 months.
When Sylvester and G Kitty were about 10 years old,
Sylvester went outside and was gone. He was
an inside cat. We could not believe he was outside missing.
He was gone about a week. Then, One day, there he was.
Walked in the house like no big deal! We were so happy!
I was not watching him everyday so, when he started
to meow very loudly, I wondered why? I noticed he could
not drink water. There was something wrong with his tongue.
John took him to the Vet and was told he had some
disease with his tongue and he would eventually die. My husband
had to make a big decision right then.
Bring him home and watch Sylvester die or put him to sleep.
He chose to put him to sleep.
John stopped to cry on his way home :-(
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