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Vicious and Rotten

  Vicious and Rotten

Vicious and his litter mate, Rotten, were found abandoned together at 1 week of age in 1990. They were fostered for 3 weeks and we got them at 4 weeks of age. We had to bottle feed them and litter train them. They were so cute, hence their names ☺. They were loving brothers and played and cuddled together. They have lived many places, from San Francisco where they were born, to New York, and a cabin in the woods – their favorite place, I believe. They had a cat door and together tag-teamed to chase away raccoons. Later in life, they lived in a house with a fenced yard, and together they worked the perimeter to keep away intruders. Vicious survived an attack by a pack of dogs in ’98, and the emergency surgery, hepatitis and spleen disorder he developed as a result.

They traveled across country twice in a car and twice in a plane, and camped in the woods. Hippy love cats for sure.

Vicious had one toy since he was tiny that he kept with him all his life. His string. Like a security blanket. There is a picture of him totally airborne, flying through space to catch that string. He especially like to chase it in circles, catch it between his teeth and walk the house vocalizing and holding his head and tail proudly. If you held onto the other end of the string, he’d walk you like a dog around the house. We would find his string in his food dish, his water dish, his litter box, and our bed.

Rotten used to sit on one of our chests and hit us in the face with his paw when he wanted breakfast. He would silently come up behind us while working at the computer and tap one of our elbows – pretty freaky when you think no one is around. Rotten could pretty much speak English – he understood it and would have spoken if he could. He also would have smoked cigars and drank whiskey if he could. He did drink beer and liked olives.

At age 12, Rotten developed diabetes and kidney failure. We treated him with insulin shots and Sub Q fluids for a year and a half. Rotten sat so patiently as we tested his blood sugar from his ear, gave him shots and fluids. After a year and a half Rotten suddenly developed symptoms of congestive heart failure that could not be treated and he had to leave us. He was almost 14, but still, too young to go.

Vicious stayed with me through divorce and career change over the next three years as he slowly developed chronic renal failure and declined in health. In his last few months, he no longer played with his string – a shocking event caused by weakness of the hind quarters. Eventually at almost 17, it was his time and he stopped eating and walking. He sat with his head on my shoulder all day his last day.
Since their departure, they have both visited me and given me signs of wellness, wholeness and happiness, as well as togetherness. It is a blessing to have their guardianship. Even as I live without their physical presence in my daily life, they affect my life in many ways. And I still miss them.

Joya C. 

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