That kitten was Oreo. This is Oreo all grown up.
I got Oreo for Bob after we had dated for about 10 months. He wanted a kitten...maybe because I had 2 cats and they were so loveable. I put out the word I was looking for one and a friend at work told me her daughter's cat had had kittens a couple 0f weeks before, so I volunteered to take one.
When the kittens were ready, I didn't even go look at them. I just told Granny...the friend at work...to bring me a cute one. She brought the cutest, sweetest little black and white baby I had ever seen. (I don't have digital pics of Oreo as a baby, since that was before everyone and their 4 year old had a digital camera. LOL!)
The kitty spent the day at my office getting quite a lot of attention. And when he was tired, my assistant put him on a pillow in her drawer for a nap. (She had a little pillow in her car and went to get it.) Bob came to my office that afternoon to pick up his new kitty then went to pick up Chance for some reason. Maybe he was out of school early or something. I don't remember. Anyway, Chance said that the kitten looked like an Oreo cookie and that his name should be Oreo and that is how he got his name.
He has been a wonderful, loving cat and Bob's best buddy for 13 1/2 years. In December, his face looked a little swollen, so we thought he had an abscessed tooth. Took him to the vet, had the abscessed tooth pulled, but the vet felt there might be more wrong, so ran some tests.
In early January, Oreo was diagnosed with cancer...the bump on his upper jaw was a tumor on his cheekbone. We were so sad. The vet told us all our options, including radiation and chemo and our choice was to take care of Oreo as long as he was active and healthy. We did not want to subject him to misery just to try to keep him alive a little longer. Over the last few weeks, he started being less active, but he was still sweet, loving and on occasion proved to the other two cats that he was still the alpha male. He never cried, or acted like he was in pain, but we could tell the end was near.
We told our kids we thought it was time to put him to sleep soon and Meredith and Samantha came over to see him last Thursday. On Friday he didn't eat anything all day. He still didn't act like he was in pain, but he had gotten terribly thin over the last months and we knew that if he was not going to eat then he was ready to go. So, we took him Saturday to have him put to sleep.
It was really difficult and I cried like a baby the entire time. Hubby was more stoic and said it was a little easier since we had been preparing for 4 months. I thought it would be easier, but it wasn't. But at least we know that our wonderful Oreo is not in pain now.
Oreo was a beloved member of our family and we all loved him. We will miss him terribly.