Sunny came to the sanctuary where I volunteer about two years ago. They estimated him at about nine years old, but I’ve had cats for 45 years, and this guy was more like 14 or 15. He had been dumped with a feral colony, probably because he was old and had health problems. But Sunny adored humans, all humans. Whenever I’d come into the FIV+ room, he’d immediately jump down from whatever chair he had claimed, and he’d make a beeline for me, talking and purring. He had the sweetest high-pitched voice, and true to the Siamese forebears somewhere in his background, he was a talker. He’d wait for me to sit down, and he’d climb into my lap, put his head against me, and purr nonstop. He loved groups of people, too, and would revel in the attention.
Sunny had an ultrasound about a year and a half ago, and he was riddled with tumors. Amid the fluids and meds, though, he never stopped purring. And he continued to stand his ground to the other FIV+ kitties in his group home. He didn’t pick fights, but he also didn’t take any nonsense from the other cats.
They moved him into the house where the offices and intern living spaces are located about four weeks ago. He spent his last weeks with constant human companionship. I last saw him a week ago. I sat on the floor by his chair and spent 30 minutes with my arms wrapped around him while he lay on the seat, singing softly to him while he held his face against mine and purred.
The staff helped Sunny gently cross the Bridge on Wednesday. It was his time.
Beautiful Sunny with the flame point markings and gorgeous blue eyes, just as gorgeous as his personality. Sweet boy. You were loved.
Sunny had an ultrasound about a year and a half ago, and he was riddled with tumors. Amid the fluids and meds, though, he never stopped purring. And he continued to stand his ground to the other FIV+ kitties in his group home. He didn’t pick fights, but he also didn’t take any nonsense from the other cats.
They moved him into the house where the offices and intern living spaces are located about four weeks ago. He spent his last weeks with constant human companionship. I last saw him a week ago. I sat on the floor by his chair and spent 30 minutes with my arms wrapped around him while he lay on the seat, singing softly to him while he held his face against mine and purred.
The staff helped Sunny gently cross the Bridge on Wednesday. It was his time.
Beautiful Sunny with the flame point markings and gorgeous blue eyes, just as gorgeous as his personality. Sweet boy. You were loved.
