We got Tj back in 1999 after a workmate of my mothers found a kitten under their porch and we took it. He was originally my sisters, but only in name as i was the one who was the "caretaker of the cats", and who gave him the most attention. We had him for many years, through endless bad and good times, and he along with my other cat Raven, helped me through an extremely dangerous part of my life and gave me a reason to keep moving forward.

In 2007, T.j was struck by a car while he was outside, barely making his way back home before collapsing in our laundry room. We were sure he wouldn't last the night, but he somehow held on till we could get him to the vet the following day. His jaw had been cracked clean in half, and one of his paws had been ripped in two. After lots of begging and convincing we'd repay it, he got his treatment and he chugged on.

In 2013, he was diagnosed with the beginnings of Renal (kidney) failure. Medication and such were available, but the vet instilled in us that it would be expensive and only somewhat prolong his life. Unfortunately we didn't have the money for it regardless, but he taught us many ways to treat him from home (putting extra water in his food, getting easier to digest food, etc), and he pushed through it. As time went on, he progressively got skinnier and ate less, as are symptoms of his disease. His final weigh-in was 5 pounds, 3 ounces. While becoming progressively less active, he still enjoyed our company and attention with no complaining, so we simply let it be as it was.

This morning, i awoke to T.j seizing and vomiting yellow bile, and it happened a second time later on in the day. Unfortunately, these were some of the "end signs" i'd been keeping an eye out for, so with a heavy heart me and my mom brought him to the emergency vet. My guess was right, as he became less and less responsive as we waiting our turn, but still content with getting petted and loved on. The vet told us putting him down was the kindest thing to do at this point, and that any treatment would be costly and extremely temporary. So we agreed.

After they administered the sleeping drug prior to the Euthanasia, we and the vet saw just how far along he already was, with his breathing and blood pressure dropping to the point they had to use a round about way to give the Euthanasia drug because they couldn't place a catheter with his blood pressure so low. He told us even if we let him be with just the sleep drug, he would probably die in an hour or so, but they were going ahead with the Euthanasia just in case. This was a load off our shoulders, not just because we had previously felt we were "killing him", but also because we realized if we had simply let things be, the next seizure he had would probably of killed him , and it would of been painful and traumatic. This way he simply went to sleep. He was probably with us for so long out of sheer willpower.

T.j passed away on February 6th at 9:43pm, It snowed during his passing and ended shortly after.

Thank you , Tj, you will be missed and loved forever.