It was the summer of 2007 when I first saw Grandpa (Papa). He lived outside Pam and Doug's house. They belong to a group called Precious Paws in Regina.
Grandpa is a Red Point Siamese mix. He is a very handsome boy.
When I'd go to visit, he would run away, but sometimes when I'd leave he'd follow me, and talk to me through the fence. I wanted to take him, but I had a very frail 18 1/2 year old male at home. I was afraid they would fight, and my old boy would be the loser. It just broke my heart to leave Grandpa outside.
Grandpa had been living outside since 2004, and was outside the winter of 2007/2008. It was a bitterly cold winter. In February 2008 I lost my old boy to kidney failure, and my 14 year old girl to cancer.
In May 2008 Grandpa was found outside with his chest oozing, and he was very ill. We rushed him to the Vet, and Pam and Doug kept him in their basement until he recovered. I wasn't going to take another cat as my heart was broken having lost two beloved members of my kitty family. I ended up taking him to get fixed, and never took him back to them. He looked at me with those big blue eyes, and I was lost. I just had to take him home.
He is now settled in nicely with my other kitties. His new name is P.C. which stands for Precious Cat. He is so very gentle, and is just a big love. He should never have had to live outside. He will never have to again, that I promise.
Regina, Canada
