Goodbye, Edison
Edison. Eddy. Edders. Boy Cat. Tuftsy. We had to say goodbye to my sweet Boy Cat. He was 12 years old and we'd had him for 10. Diagnosed with FIV, he caught colds frequently and lived 5 years longer than we'd anticipated. He made a miraculous recovery 5 years ago from a bought of illness, but he seemed weaker after and got sick more frequently. 2 nights ago, he started meowing loudly and pitifully. He seemed very upset and urgent. Gabe went down to the bottom of the basement stairs where he was and picked him up. As soon as he got to the top of the stairs, Edison sunk his claws into him and stiffened up. After this episode, he lay panting on the floor. I finished up my shower and sat with him petting and soothing him while we discussed what was going on and what we should do. He was obviously in distress. After about 20 minutes we all got up and decided to sit on the couch and encourage him to sit with us. As I started to walk away he seized again and meowed those piti...
