This thread is a good strange thing. I posted my sympathies for banjo and put in a little description of my poor guy, but I did not think I'd be posting again about him. He's been getting progressively worse and his kidneys are shutting down. There's a $200 med but he may last a week or a month but most likely will do nothing. Jeani will take my yourgest to work with her tomorrow (she's a vet tech) to say her goodbyes, and Monday will be the day. As soon as he comes off of IV fluid's, his ability to move around diminishes.
In the 16 years Leo has been on this earth, he's lived though a move from Westchester NY to Bermuda and while there, two hit by cars resulting in two broken hips. Saved. My mom moved back to NY and then gave him to us, here in Long Island, only because of abuse by my soon to be ex Stepfather. At the time, we were in the middle of construction so we kept him in a crate for the week, where he was accidentally burried in debris. Saved. About two years ago, he was found by my neighbor lifeless, dehydrated by potential poisoning , assumed to be by another neighbor that thought he was crapping in his flower bed. Saved andb rought back to life and has continuted to go about "his routine" in and out of doors checking out the property "his domain". You can always count on Leo to jump on your lap when watching TV where he purrs and purrs and purrs. I've never met a cat that purrs as much as Leo does. He will be missed by Jeani, I and the kids, our two dogs Zen and Zaida and our other cat Fred. :-(