This is Fido (front) and Junkmail (back). They are of course brother and sister and they’ve been together their whole lives. Some cats don’t really seem to care about their siblings, but these two really do.
When they were younger, Fido used to get out of the house a lot. If I left the door open for just a moment, or even a window, Fido would be out in no time. That cat would tear the screens off my windows if he had to. I even got cat proof screens so we could enjoy a breeze without an escape attempt, but Fido just tore the screens out of the frames, at least until I nailed them all in place. Then he found a way out through a hole behind the washing machine, and another in a closet. Fido was always good at getting out of the house.
Really good,
What did Fido do when he got out? Well, sometimes he liked to climb a tree right beside the house, or another one right in front of the house. He’d get up as far as he could and then start crying. Usually he’d come down after awhile. Once or twice I had to come get him. Other times he’d sneak about the neighborhood as I walked around looking for him. Many times, I turned around to see him shooting across the street behind me. I could practically hear him laughing as he did so.
Asshole!
Sometimes Fido would let me catch him. Other times, he’d let me keep trying until I gave up. After an hour or so, I’d find him outside the door waiting for me to let him back in.
The thing is, it was usually Junkie who told me when Fido was out of the house. She did so by mugging me beyond all tolerance, demanding attention, and getting in my face until I ran out of affection and then ran out of patience. More than once, I mumbled at Junkmail; “what the Hell is wrong with you cat!?!”
Then “…oh!”
Junkie always loved Fido.
Today, Fido got out one last time, so to speak. Junkie is mugging me of course, but her brother won’t be coming back, and I think we both know it. Fido has had a rough time lately, and I reckon he has at last found some peace. He was with me for 17 years, I think, and his time in my life was a great treasure. I’m not sure if I was the best mother a cat could have, but Fido was sure as hell the best of cats an adoptive mother could ask for (along with Junkmail and Auto-Kitty of course).
Fido hasn’t been gone long, but I already miss him terribly, as does Junkie.
So long Fido!
I love you.
northierthanthou 
So sorry. It is heart breaking when a furry one dies.
Saddened to hear 😦
I have three, Beemer, Ducati, and Honda. It will be a tough day for me when I lose one. Mine are indoor/outdoor cats so getting out is not an issue. Guessing what they want to eat today is my challenge
So sorry to hear this 😔
Many condolences.
For your friend Fido~
“Think where man’s glory most begins and ends,
and say my glory was I had such friends.” (W. B. Yeats)
Namaste.
😥😿Very sorry for you & Junkie’s loss. He will surely be missed. Your memories of him will always be with you and Junkie. 😥😿
Oh it’s so hard to lose a pet, even the cats that make us pull our hair out. Wishing you guys ease in the adjustment time.
I’m so sorry to here. I adore cats and have had them my entire adult life. I had an old boy who lived to be into his 20’s. My heart is heavy for you and for Junkie, who is going to feel his loss so much. *hugs to both of you*. Let us know how you two are doing? Such a hard thing to cope with; especially when you have another animal who is grieving alongside you. ~ Grainne
My sympathy for your and Junkie’s loss. Just remember him as he was and how he made you smile. He had a good, long life, and I’m sure he enjoyed it immensely, especially watching you search for him.
Bon voyage, Fido. 😦
I’m so sorry for your loss. =(
Dear Daniel, I am really sorry for your loss. We lost our cat too, a while ago, and we miss him very much. It sounds like Fido has been a truly close member of your family, and I am sure that his spirit will visit you (and Junkie!) still, from time to time.