Felix was a gentle giant who loved food, forehead kisses, and his family. He (along with his alleged son, Wallaby) found his forever home with me, and a permanent place in my heart, in early 2021.
Felix was a furry friend to Wallaby; the boys were a team. They played together, cuddled together, begged for my (off limits!) food together, and woke me up every morning together. Felix was a faithful companion to me, too. He stayed close while I worked from home — curled up on the couch behind me, basking on the floor in rays of sunlight, lounging in his window hammock, or sprawled right across my desk. Whenever I went to the bathroom, he guarded the door. He often joined me on my mat for Pilates classes. At night, he slept soundly at my feet. And conveniently, he had the magic ability to teleport right behind me in an instant upon hearing the fridge door open.
Felix contracted FIV before I adopted him, though it never interfered with his quality of life. This year, however, his health declined, and after various tests, my vet and I learned that he had heart disease. With medication, we were hopeful that his health would improve, but after he suddenly took a turn for the worse, my vet discovered a large mass (cancer) in his abdomen. Given his poor condition, I did not want to put Felix through any more pain just to try to keep him alive for my sake. I made the decision that was best for him.
I am so grateful to Pacific Cat Clinic for taking excellent care of my beloved boy and for advocating for his comfort; to Resting Paws, for easing Felix’s pain and giving him the peaceful goodbye that he deserved, in the familiarity of his own home; and to both veterinary practices, for their compassion and care every step of the way.
Goodbye, Felix. Wallaby and I will love you forever.