Summer 2000-January 19, 2010.
Panda was adopted by us in January of 2001. He was approximately 7-8 months old at the time. A kitten really. He was a street kitty, though he wasn't feral. He was mostly aloof but he would play with us and ask for chin scritches. In the past couple of months when he became ill he became quite cuddly with me, spending a lot of time in my lap or on the arm or headrest of my chair. In the last week, he became aloof again and wanting to go outside more. He was an indoor kitty, with supervised visits to the great outdoors so this was unusual for him. He loved the wood stove during the winter and would curl up in front of it to stay warm. Yesterday about a half hour before we took him for his last vet visit, he came and hoped into my lap for one last snuggle. I think he knew we weren't going to let him suffer anymore. Panda, I miss you so much, but I know you are feeling much better now.
