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Hello welcome to BLOG. large strange furless son has used "hands" to create BLOG for me (mike)

I am MIKEY i am eleven years old abyssinian kitty cat. Pronouns of she/purr/purrs which also describes activities I do. My traits include small but fully grown, large very big roundest beautiful green eyes (special trait for abyssinian), short tail, round soft, and is perfect.

Also share house with THINGS "mikelings". They are bothers me for a year and half now. Names of Abrasha and Misha and so annoying littermates boys. Got large somehow. Misha loves be very large gentle patient and afraid and enable brother. Very long twig freak. Gently nibbles on human leg and arms. Afraid for some reason of everything and makes squeaking noise. Is needy. Abrasha is loves to kill fake mouse and steal foods from brother and have ignores respect. Is kneady. Purrs so much always. Both behave in strange (unlike elegant powerful MIKE) and have great big ears which is actually new type of radio telescopes

If you "follow" blog of Mike, son will use to providing my image to all of people in world. Thank you

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1 October 2011-26 November 2025

I haven't been on here in two years but I feel like I need to make this post.

Mikey died today around 11:30. She went peacefully surrounded by her family and I held her paw as the anaesthetic set in. It was pretty sudden, a little over a week ago she was seemingly normal, if a bit tired, then things rapidly got worse and after 48 hours in the hospital on fluids it was determined that both of her kidneys had completely failed and there was nothing that could be done to extend her life. She had a couple of last peaceful days at home under palliative care and then we finally let her go.

I don't think this is the place to talk about my grief, even though Mikey was so important to me it's hard to conceptualize a version of me that doesn't have her. I just want to talk about Mikey.

Everyone loved this cat. I once had a coworker who said she didn't like cats. I showed her Mikey and she started asking for daily updates. Everyone who met her was obsessed with her. She was so gorgeous and her giant green eyes were so distinctive.

She had such soft fur. She also, as weird as this sounds, smelled nice. Sort of like a ramen flavor packet. No other cat I've met smelled that way. She had a sort of pink and purple pattern on her paw pads that was so pretty. Her tail was really short - my mother said it looked like a carrot. Also, she was tiny. When she sat up to beg for treats she sort of looked like a penguin.

She liked having her belly rubbed. She made noises in her sleep - I think she was dreaming. She knew what petting was, and she tried to do it to me by gently slapping my face with her paw. She liked to sniff hair. If she really liked you, like she did my grandmother, she would chew your hair. I could go on listing things forever. Everything she did was so special to me.

As devastated as I am to lose her I'm the luckiest person in the world because I got to spend 14 years with my sweet little butternut squash. I have no doubt in my mind that she knew how much everyone around her adored her. She was one of a kind and I miss her so much.