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So sorry to hear about this smit101. That was a real tear jerker of a post. The love you had for Steve really shone through and remember that the fond memories will be with you forever.
 
_dogma_ said:
As long as the litter tray is cleaned regularly then it doesn't smell. Unless you just happen to walk in when they've just pooped.

I'd say the more expensive brands of cat litter don't do that much better than cheaper brands. It's all about the frequency of cleaning. I use Aldi cat litter and keep the tray in the kitchen and it doesn't smell.

If you let the cat out it will probably just go wherever it wants to go. I'm not sure if you'd be able to train it to use a litter tray when it has access to flower beds and the like.
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Thanks for your reply, thats good to know. If I did get those kittens I would clean it out regularly. Also I do have a back garden but I dont care about gardening at all. 90% of it is gravel leaving some flowerbeds that the cats are free to use. Hmmm so I do have an out of sorts lol.

Also just spotted some litter trays with covers...that should help with the smell. Over the next few months I'll go hang out with friends who own cats to have...a sniff! :D
 
Collider said:
Really sad news. It is odd that someone posting about that you don't even know can bring a lump to your throat isn't it but that's moggies I guess.

Lucky Steve to have had such a great owner.

I hope over time you remember the good times more, but you are not bonkers to miss him, its like losing a little member of the family. Like the other poster was saying if you don't feel for them then you aren't giving them the best life. He looks great in that pic.

I opened up a pic of our old cats (18 and 17 when they died, we'd had them since they were 2 and 3) when I read your post, even though they have been gone a while and we have 2 others I still miss them. Its a sad day when you lose them but they are still worth having.
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Thanks Collider, really nice post mate.

18 & 17 are really good ages, must have been very painful to say goodbye to them, but full credit to you as an owner to have looked after them so well they lived to such a ripe old age. I'd always hoped Steve would go on well into his twenties, some cat's apparently do.
 
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shadow_boxer said:
So sorry to hear about this smit101. That was a real tear jerker of a post. The love you had for Steve really shone through and remember that the fond memories will be with you forever.
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Hey thanks shadow boxer, that's really nice of you to say that mate. I'll never forget him that's for sure. Thanks again.
 
smit101 said:
Thanks Collider, really nice post mate.

18 & 17 are really good ages, must have been very painful to say goodbye to them, but full credit to you as an owner to have looked after them so well they lived to such a ripe old age. I'd always hoped Steve would go on well into his twenties, some cat's apparently do.
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One was diabetic for the last 5 years (she was really overweight when we took her on and although she was slimmer after all those years, we never got her down to normal cat size, she was a huge cat in a tiny cat's body) and for ages after she died I didn't throw her insulin away. They grab onto you, that's for sure.

Glad you had Steve for so long.
 
Smit101 - what a very sad story about Steve. It is amazing how much these animals steal our hearts. He looks like he was a right character and I'm sure he had a fantastic life with you.

Sorry I never noticed your post sooner.
 
_dogma_ said:
Smit101 - what a very sad story about Steve. It is amazing how much these animals steal our hearts. He looks like he was a right character and I'm sure he had a fantastic life with you.

Sorry I never noticed your post sooner.
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Thanks Dogma, that's very kind of you to say so mate.

He was a character alright, the silent meow was another of his little quirks, he could certainly make himself heard if he chose to but often he would just meow silently. I just looked on it as another form of communication, maybe it was just his way of saying 'alright mate, how's it going?' as opposed to a loud meow which ususally meant 'feed me! and bloody do it now!':D
 
This is my Cat (Cassy) shes 3 years old and loves being talked to and cuddle, also goes nut over prawns :)

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smit101 said:
Thanks Dunks.

17 years!:eek: That's even longer than I had Steve, must have been a very sad time for you. It's great that you've got Stan now though.

People would usually laugh when I told them I had a cat called Steve, 'what's so funny?' I'd say, they'd just say 'you can't call a cat Steve' whilst cracking up.:D
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Yeah, it's crazy, when I was 5-6 (now 22) one of our cats gave birth, we gave four away and kept one! Her mother died aged around 15-16 as well, guess they must have long lasting genes!

I can still remember when she was born, so she had been around for as long as I can literally remember :)

And I know, people names for cats are awesome :D
 
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Sorry to hear about Steve and thanks for sharing - sounds like a lovely friend you had there. Much of that reminded me of my cat Morty.

He would also get fed up of waiting/being ignored and always find ways to get my attention be it contact, meowing or just general disturbance. :D He was a grumpy bugger and I loved him!

Unfortunately he also succumed to a stomach/intestinel tumor (early 2006). Did amazingly well but got to the point where he was in discomfort and was unable to get around. My mother and I made the decision to let him go and so I went to the vets to keep him calm (was never a fan and had a history of tearing vets nurses to pieces if I wasn't there! :eek:). As it turned out he was very calm and even purred a little. I think he knew it was time and that we were there to ease the pain. :(

The vet administered the injection and he drifted away in my arms. I must admit though that the feeling of his little body going limp even upsets me to this day. However I would say that I would not have had it any other way... I just had to be there with him to say goodbye!

I can understand how a lot of people can see it as strange but the trust and affection that can develop really is something else. It's astonishing how attached you can get! :)
 
My cat passed away December 2008, also from the same. I was at uni at the time. My mum took her to the vets and they informed her that my cat (Tabitha :p) had a stomach tumour and they wanted to put her down but my mum said I'd want to see her first.

I was going to come home to see her but in the end I decided not to as I hadn't seen her for nearly a year and thought I'd find it easier not to see her in that state. A few days later she passed away at home.

I still miss her to this day, but she was loved greatly. She was such a softy. In her 15 years she never growled or scratched! The other cat Amy used to playfully fight and Tabitha would just take it.

Amy is 18 now and still with my mum. Still catching birds so I hear :D.

I really want another cat (as I've said in other posts in this thread). I love tabby cats but I don't think I could get another one (Amy and Tabitha are tabbies). I am thinking perhaps a siamese cat when I am back from holiday. I'll be sure to post pictures.

I just absolutely adore cats. Everytime I see one I melt inside. All the cats in this thread are great :).
 
gt_junkie said:
Sorry to hear about Steve and thanks for sharing - sounds like a lovely friend you had there. Much of that reminded me of my cat Morty.

He would also get fed up of waiting/being ignored and always find ways to get my attention be it contact, meowing or just general disturbance. :D He was a grumpy bugger and I loved him!

Unfortunately he also succumed to a stomach/intestinel tumor (early 2006). Did amazingly well but got to the point where he was in discomfort and was unable to get around. My mother and I made the decision to let him go and so I went to the vets to keep him calm (was never a fan and had a history of tearing vets nurses to pieces if I wasn't there! :eek:). As it turned out he was very calm and even purred a little. I think he knew it was time and that we were there to ease the pain. :(

The vet administered the injection and he drifted away in my arms. I must admit though that the feeling of his little body going limp even upsets me to this day. However I would say that I would not have had it any other way... I just had to be there with him to say goodbye!

I can understand how a lot of people can see it as strange but the trust and affection that can develop really is something else. It's astonishing how attached you can get! :)
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Thanks for the condolences GT Junkie.

Your story with Morty sounds amazingly similar.

I must admit until Steve fell ill last year I hadn't had much cause during his lifetime to have him seen by a vet, the few times he did need one the vet always came out to the house which was such a relief as there was no way on earth I'd have got Steve to a vet without causing him serious trauma/stress, pretty sure he would have torn up the nurses and vet too.:D
 
I have two cats and they have always been house cats, they are now 2 years old, if i move to a house in a residential area would you suggest letting them out.

Im worried they will get run over as the big outdoors they are not familiar.
 
Skunkworks said:
If they've been house cats for that long there's a good chance they won't wander far.
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Yeah I thought that, one of them is so timid I doubt she will even go much further than the garden, the other is more adventurous but they are both chipped.

I think ill try to let them out, its a risk ill have to take, need to get them vaccinated and collars with phone number on it.
 
gt_junkie said:
Sorry to hear about Steve and thanks for sharing - sounds like a lovely friend you had there. Much of that reminded me of my cat Morty.

He would also get fed up of waiting/being ignored and always find ways to get my attention be it contact, meowing or just general disturbance. :D He was a grumpy bugger and I loved him!

Unfortunately he also succumed to a stomach/intestinel tumor (early 2006). Did amazingly well but got to the point where he was in discomfort and was unable to get around. My mother and I made the decision to let him go and so I went to the vets to keep him calm (was never a fan and had a history of tearing vets nurses to pieces if I wasn't there! :eek:). As it turned out he was very calm and even purred a little. I think he knew it was time and that we were there to ease the pain. :(

The vet administered the injection and he drifted away in my arms. I must admit though that the feeling of his little body going limp even upsets me to this day. However I would say that I would not have had it any other way... I just had to be there with him to say goodbye!

I can understand how a lot of people can see it as strange but the trust and affection that can develop really is something else. It's astonishing how attached you can get! :)
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ffs stop it...I welled up after reading that :( I'm in work trying to be masculine and be one of the boys...but I'm also now trying to hide a sly tear....:p

cats are great, cat haters don't know what they are missing...cats are like wee furry people with a temperament and character so unique to a species....I love cats.
 
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