06/14/2024
This is Peter, aka Pete, aka Petey Boy, aka Petey Pete, aka my boy, aka my old man, aka my purr boy, aka my talky boy, aka...well, he has a lot of nicknames over the years.
He turns 17 this month, and he's been doing pretty good for the last 6 months! I got him when he was just a couple months old, so he literally is my child. We have moved together 4 times. He survived an HVAC adventure at my parents house. He's endured having two other siblings, and two cousin cats. He used to love going outside on supervised visits. Oh, and he used to weigh about 20+ lbs.
Nowadays, he has a heating pad on the couch next to me. His cave bed, marshmallow bed, and 3 cat beds in the bedroom, as well as jumping into his cat carrier from time to time. He loves his treats and yells for them. I figure at 17, he gets as many as he wants.
I am beyond grateful that I've been able to spend the last two years right by his side, since I quit my job. He definitely does not like me leaving him! But I get to love him into old, old age...and I know the time to say goodbye is coming quickly.
But for now, let me get you some more treats for your birthday, Petey boy!