We had a cat when we bought the house. Gimmy, a rescue, he was never quite right in the head.
And then we got two more.
Phoebe and Misty. Misty was taken away from his mother too early, drove Phoebe crazy sucking and licking.
Couple of years later, after Gimmy died, we got two more — Toothless and Smudge.
Toothless (the black one) died young, but not before giving Phoebe such a hard time that she basically moved out and only came in to eat. When Toothless was gone, Phoebe came back and lived with Jessica for a while. But the outdoor life had been hard on her. She passed away in 2021.
Which brings us to today — Misty’s been eating less and vomiting more and in the last couple of weeks he’s lost what little weight he had left, so :-/
RIP Misty 2010-2025.
Which leaves Smudge, who seems to be in the prime of his life.