We lost Albert last night. It wasn’t a surprise at all. I was almost surprised he made it through the day. He was sick a few years ago and never fully recovered. Since then, it has been off and on for him and thought he was on his last legs, only for him to bounce back.
I didn’t mean the little pun in the last paragraph, but Albert had only three legs, so “last legs” might not have been a great choice of words. He was also FIV positive, that is like HIV, but “F” for “Feline” instead of “H” for “Human”. I won’t say he had kitty AIDS, but he did have an immunity issue and we were told we would most likely have him for less than five years. It was over ten. I am not sure how old he was when we got him – they said “Two”, but my guess is older. So he would have been at least 12.
Albert was a native of Kuwait. Really. Here is his story, or at least the version we first heard. Later we heard a different version.
It had been months since Albert could go up and own the stair by himself, and he continued to slowly weaken. This last week eh went pretty quick.
We lost Josie almost exactly six months ago. In such a short time we went from three cats to one… But not for long ;) No there is nothing wrng with Grace Kelly!
Here are some posts that featured Albert:
Albert had a ton of personality and will be greatly missed.