If you are not an animal lover, you may want to skip this post.
This is Miles James. I adopted him from a former church family almost 15 years ago, right after I moved here. They had a baby boy they named Miles, and they were worried how this Miles would react to the baby. Such silliness, but I am so glad I took him "sight unseen." He is an ordinary looking cat: white, gray, and some black. He was always aloof until he became the only cat I had left back in February of 2009. Right after I had to have my then-20 year-old cat Baby put down, I adopted two new girls together. Then, Miles decided he wanted to be a sweetheart.
Well, this sweetheart is now 20 and nearing the end of his time, though no one knows how long he has left. I took him in to the vet last week because I noticed he was drinking a lot of water. Blood work indicated kidney failure. Many people would have had him put down. Why would I do that when his life still has value? Next to the two youngest cats, he is the MOST active. He will bully any of the others out of their food, he still climbs, and he loves me. He is not in any pain. Why would I put him down now?? I have always known with the others when it was their time. I have the money to put him on a special renal wet food and to give him fluids every day. I want to enjoy him for as long as I can. All my cats become my little furry four-legged children----and every one of them has value to me. They enrich my life more than I could ever explain. Few will understand, and that's ok by me.