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Sometimes I thought Kydie was gonna outlive me. She was a fighter and I think she loved every single day of her life. She was a semi-feral cat and she wouldn't even let most people even get a look at her. If someone knocked at the door she would hide from them until she was sure they left. She was my sons cat and when my son moved out he realized that she was so attached to me he didn't have the heart to separate us. Lucky for me. Cats choose and she obviously chose me. Kydie loved us both but she would ALWAYS start waiting for me in the window about an hour before I got home from work, sitting up and patiently staring out the window waiting for my truck to hit the driveway, then she would hurry to the front door waiting for me to open it and we'd go through our daily ritual.
Cat lovers know exactly what I mean.

It's been almost a year come January and I still think about her and miss her every day. I hope your Chloe will live for many, many more healthy years. Thanks for your kind reply.

Sorry for your loss, it does hurt, but it is really cool to have a cat go past 20. My oldest, Pansy, lived to be 19 years and 8 days. If she did not get lymphoma, she'd be 25 today and I think there would be a fair chance she'd still be here although she was on meds for thyroid.

BTW, no news from the vet yet, no news is good news they say, we will have to see tomorrow.

We did have one cat, Muffin, a Burmese, she had high kidney values when she was 14 years old and one vet said that she was going to die. We took her to the vet we have now and we kept her going very well for 2 and a half years of kidney food and Fancy Feast with the kidney failure.

Interesting.....Kydie and CHloe could be twins. Her mama was feral and had four kittens in our crawl space. She is the only one left. She hides from everyone who comes over, also. She spent her first 6 years being an outside cat (well, the garage) because our German Shephard would have killed her given the chance. After he was gone, inside she came.

I think she loves every day of her life, too. She watches the sun come up in one window, watches it go down in another (if she’s not outside). I think she “chose” me, because I spend the most time at home. I’m the constant. lol, I can even whistle for her and she’ll come to me (well, if she feels like it).

She has such a great life. Two acres to roam around, protection at night, lots of critters to hunt. I think sometimes she’ll live forever, even though I know she can’t. I will be a mess when it’s her time. No matter what’s going on in life, what goes wrong....she is always there giving love, being cute.

24 years is a long time to love one pet....not something you get over easily.