Boris
Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 11:03 am
It's taken a while to have enough courage to come on here and dedicate a small piece to our very special lad Boris who passed away on 31st December.
Boris was a Hillgrove Farm cat and was claimed by the RSPCA in 1999 when the farm closed after many protests by Animal Rights campaigners. He was born on March 1st 1998 and lived in a cage with at least 30 other cats, including his 'brother' Herman, who was born in May 1998. The cats were bred for 'research' and would have gone for vivisection had the farm not closed.
We brought Boris and Herman home on 14th September 1999. They were about 18 months old but had never known what normal life was all about so we had to start from scratch and introduce them very slowly to everything inside and outside our house in Luton. Boris was very confident and adventurous whilst Herman was very quiet and followed Boris around. By the time we moved to Cheshire in 2002 you wouldn't know the cats had had a different start to life. They were very affectionate and both loved the outdoors life.
We lost Hermie to CRF in 2008 and felt like our world had collapsed. However, in September 2008 we adopted H. It took Boris a while to get used to his new very bouncy companion but he eventually did and they would cuddle up every night on our bed. In 2009 Boris developed Thyroid problems which resulted in the complete removal of both glands in 2012. Then in 2014 he developed problems with his teeth and jaws which meant he could no longer chew his food. He had all bar 2 teeth removed and we began blending his food for him every meal, which he still tucked into vigorously. Then in early 2015 he was diagnosed with CRF. He had to have 2 lots of meds per day for his thyroid function and CRF but because he had a great appetite we added everything to his food and it just disappeared. I should also mention at some point he lost his hearing which meant he was confined to our house and back garden, which didn't seem to bother him.
For the last few months of his life, up to the day he died, Boris was a very happy, purry lad who liked nothing better than to sit with us on the bed or the settee and be fussed until he fell asleep. His last week was very sad as we watched our lad slip away from us meaning we had to make the hardest decision on New Years Eve.
We loved you Boris with all our hearts and will miss you forever but I can also smile at the things you, Hermie and H have done together.
Nite, nite my handsome lad.
Boris was a Hillgrove Farm cat and was claimed by the RSPCA in 1999 when the farm closed after many protests by Animal Rights campaigners. He was born on March 1st 1998 and lived in a cage with at least 30 other cats, including his 'brother' Herman, who was born in May 1998. The cats were bred for 'research' and would have gone for vivisection had the farm not closed.
We brought Boris and Herman home on 14th September 1999. They were about 18 months old but had never known what normal life was all about so we had to start from scratch and introduce them very slowly to everything inside and outside our house in Luton. Boris was very confident and adventurous whilst Herman was very quiet and followed Boris around. By the time we moved to Cheshire in 2002 you wouldn't know the cats had had a different start to life. They were very affectionate and both loved the outdoors life.
We lost Hermie to CRF in 2008 and felt like our world had collapsed. However, in September 2008 we adopted H. It took Boris a while to get used to his new very bouncy companion but he eventually did and they would cuddle up every night on our bed. In 2009 Boris developed Thyroid problems which resulted in the complete removal of both glands in 2012. Then in 2014 he developed problems with his teeth and jaws which meant he could no longer chew his food. He had all bar 2 teeth removed and we began blending his food for him every meal, which he still tucked into vigorously. Then in early 2015 he was diagnosed with CRF. He had to have 2 lots of meds per day for his thyroid function and CRF but because he had a great appetite we added everything to his food and it just disappeared. I should also mention at some point he lost his hearing which meant he was confined to our house and back garden, which didn't seem to bother him.
For the last few months of his life, up to the day he died, Boris was a very happy, purry lad who liked nothing better than to sit with us on the bed or the settee and be fussed until he fell asleep. His last week was very sad as we watched our lad slip away from us meaning we had to make the hardest decision on New Years Eve.
We loved you Boris with all our hearts and will miss you forever but I can also smile at the things you, Hermie and H have done together.
Nite, nite my handsome lad.