Lukin from Keller
by Adrian G
I adopted my baby when he was about 3 years old. I was living on my own for the first time in my life and was lonely so my mom suggested I get a cat.
The ARF (Animal Rescue Foundation) was at PetSmart and there he was, very chill and nonchalant. I loved that about him.
I brought him home and he looked around kinda wary of me since I was still a stranger. So I let him have his space.
I took a nap on the couch as he sat on my bed across the room just looking at me. I woke up a couple of hours later with a cat on my back and then bonding and growing love just blossomed.
I named him Lukin Edward. I'm a big Pearl Jam fan and changed it from Blackie (so unoriginal for a black cat lol).
My baby loved to fetch and play of course, never cared for cat nip and loved ice cream. He allowed me to adopt my lab Tins maybe 5 years or so after we were together.
He kept Tinsley on his toes. He was big brother and he was in charge. They got along and that was enough for me.
In June he was diagnosed with renal failure and we both fought hard to make his life as comfortable as possible with fluids and other meds.
He was becoming shaky on his feet, so I even got him steps to get on our bed and night lights for him since I could tell his eyesight was failing as he also had vestibular disease.
After a month of stability and still not much of an appetite my baby began having seizures. We fought as hard as we could but I could see in his eyes I was losing him and his quality of life was not getting better.
On August 24th, 2013 at 10:50 PM my son, my heart, my Lukin was laid to rest. He was 16 years old.
I had him cremated and keep with him 2 whiskers he had lost I can't seem to part with so they're in the cedar box with his ashes.
Still thinking about him everyday and always will. I love and miss you my Lukin Edward.