Stella, our “bathroom cat” rescue. She was 18 years old when she passed peacefully in her sleep this morning. She’s been slowing down a lot the past few days and last night she stopped eating and drinking and didn’t want to leave anyone’s side. I knew in my heart it was her time to go. We sat beside her and pet her and told her how much we loved her as she peacefully fell asleep.
I won’t focus on her past because that’s not fair to her spunky sweet self. She was rescued from living in a bathroom for most of her life to coming to live with us. She was extremely matted and a very kind redditor paid for us to take her to the vet to get them all removed. She hated it and hated the vets lol.
She has lived with us and has been given so much love. She loves being snuggled, held, and kissed on her forehead. She LOVES water. She would often climb into the shower with us. She would stick her whole head under the faucet and drink water, our silly old lady. She would put her head on your leg and just stand there staring at you until you picked her up and held her. All she wanted was love 24/7 and I’m so happy she got to have that.
We may have only had her for a couple months, but everyone loved her. I’m so glad she got to spend the last of her days in a home out of a bathroom with a family that did everything they could for her. I wish she had a better life before coming to us. She will be so greatly missed as her little self made such a big impact on our family.
We loved you so so much, Stell bell.