Arrival Story: I was staying over my friends when her cat had her kittens. I was getting one as mum said it was okey. He was born first and I said that one was mine. He was named Moses Because if we did not take him my friends dad was going to drown them. So like Moses and the bullrush he was saved from the water.
Bio: Moses lived to be 18 years old he was Blind for the last 3 to 4 years of his life , but he was happy.
Near the end my mum could see he was lossing quality of life she agonised over getting him put down. She decide to get him put down the next day which was Monday. She tossed and tured all night agonising over it , final she said a prayer say she can't do this and if he is in pain take him as I can't do this. She got up in the moring got dressed an went to his cat run to get him for the short trip to the vets. He had died a few hours ealier as he was still warm. my mum prayer had been answered. My mum rang me with the news that my big baby moses had died, I had lefted with mum when I left home as he never traveld well and was too old to move him, but he was still my cat. I cried for weeks and still miss him.