Rest in Peace Odie

A few days ago my mother and I got back from dropping my sister off at college to find my oldest cat very sickly looking. He was thin; half the size of what he usually was yet wouldn't eat. Yesterday morning we rushed him to the vet, and there we discovered his kidneys were failing. We decided to put him down at that time.

He was always a little a**hat, but he was also pretty cool. :c We will miss Mister Oden and remember him as a great adopted brother, a powerful Norse God, and a racially gangster kitty cat.

I managed to find some pictures on my old photobucket of him, but sadly, due to my past ineptitude behind a camera, one has hardcore motion blur and one has flash unnecessarily, making my cat look like a demon. Sorry, maybe I'll find more.

Odie the Cat; July 11, 2002 - August 28, 2013:

OH MY GOSH. That looks exactly like my cat that ran away because he got outside. (We lived in the mountains and he was a full inside cat.) He was my baby. I miss him so much. I can't tell in these pictures, but Midnight (his name) have a few hairs of white on his chest.

Rest in peace, Odie. You lived a good life, kitty.

I feel your pain, Jay. My tabby, Skeeter, died of cancer a few years back. I can remember the afternoon my sweet kitty died..oh how me and my sister cried.  R.I.P. Skeeter: 2004 - 2010.  R.I.P. Odie: 2002 - 2013

Rest In Peace, Mister Oden. I assume that you would had a good life at Jay's house with his family.