I've lost so many cats over the past 40 years that it's hard to count them all. Some of them were not necessarily beautiful or even pretty, but I loved each one of them. Whenever I take a cat in, I always tell them the same thing: "Welcome to the cushy life. You'll never go hungry again, you'll be kept healthy and without disease, and you'll be loved."
I haven't lost anyone in the last 2 years, but I'll always remember Tank and Fearless Fred:
Tank was less than two-years-old when he got into a fight with dogs, Fearless Fred was just a couple of weeks from being 20-years old.
Other cats over the years who aren't with us any longer:
Ben
Annie
High-Rise
Miss Callie
Lucifer
Bandit
Isabel
Katherine
Puff Daddy
Mr. Beefy
Baseball
Sooty
