My mother cat, Ananda, passed away early January this year, 2017.
Ananda was the gentlest and sweetest cat I have ever had. She put up with Maya (the Thuggy Bengal) pushing her around, and only in her later years did she start hissing and retaliating. After Maya died in March 2015, I used to tease Ananda that she had outlived the “Enemy” and looked forward to more years of loving Ananda. And then Teddy, her first-born kitten, died in November 2015 and Ananda became even more precious to me, the last vestige of happy times with kittens and mothering. She was there for me through a divorce, medical challenges, life challenges. Her furry love was the one constant I could count on.
Late 2016, she started having issues with her mouth and wasn’t eating properly, but the vet (Happy Pet Veterinary Surgery, Southgate, London) said it was caused by inflammed gums from bad teeth. So she had four teeth taken out. The day she returned from surgery she ate two pouches of cat food. I breathed a sigh of relief and thought she was on the way to healing.