Justin - RIP
by Judy C.
I had Justin for about 13 years. He was 4 when I got him.
My sister is a vet specializing in cats, and one of her clients wanted to put him to sleep because he didn't get along with the other cats in the household. My sister asked if the owner would turn the cat over to her to find a new home instead of putting it down.
She brought Justin to me, knowing I'd always wanted a big cat like a Maine Coon or Norwegian Forest Cat. It turned out that he had some sort of seizure disorder and once he was on medication, he was fine with my other cats.
He was a beauty (the previous owner was a breeder, and Justin was a breeding-quality male). He was 20 pounds at his peak; but a variety of illnesses left him much scrawnier in his later years.
He was so shy at first, he wouldn't even let me pet him for almost six months! He wanted to be near me, but wouldn't let me touch him. Eventually, he would curl up next to me on the couch or in bed, and became a real "mama's boy". He loved being held and getting hugs! (He also loved his Garfield bed, as you can see in the photo).
I miss him so much, but he's no longer in pain and is in a much better place now.
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