's inevitable that a cat, not really old, but tormented existence, has a long life. And 'I'm referring to Nereus. It had been found to Cesane in June 2009. Since we arrived on the eleventh of that month. Dirty, full of sores, very hungry. A black cat, quite ugly, certainly not younger. I think that's not true seemed to be able to satisfy a hunger certainly ancient. How long was wandering aimlessly in the popular area of \u200b\u200bhomes, but too wild? The sores gradually disappeared and became a cat Nereo almost beautiful.
the cattery should feel at ease. But suddenly, three months after his arrival, he had to even be in hospital and days after it had food intravenously. We were all convinced that she would not make it. But it did not. One of our volunteers who had a particular attachment to Nereus took to bring him special treats. And black, perhaps to please him, he resumed eating. But then we made taste. You could not open a can or bucket of Crook without Nereo appear immediately to claim his share. It was placed nell'ambulatorio and there was no way to unseat. Was fond of the scales-kittens, but did not disdain the microwave oven, and why not even the top floor of the cabinet. It could not be prepared without his sovrintendesse therapies. More on Wednesday in the middle of the week!
It was to love from us all. And we all want a lot of good. And I do not doubt that he knew and that was too good to keep him alive, despite the great feast that he is becoming thinner. No one who came to the shelter, could avoid Nereus, always among the feet of all. And they all found it nice.
On day 18 he refused food. The following Monday we desperately and unsuccessfully, that he never failed to be present at our arrival. Nereus had died and gone into hiding to die. For the animals, death is a private matter.
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