Last week there were lots of trips to the vet, and we finally had to say goodbye to Mystic. It was a sad decision, but his illness with his colon finally got the better of him. We are lucky that his medicine worked for as long as it did.Mystic adopted me when I was living in Atlanta, GA. One extremely foggy night I had stopped at the mailbox on the way home to my apartment. I had stopped to look up at the fog, since I hadn't seen it so thick in a long time. I looked down at my feet and there was a cute little white kitten at my feet staring up at me expectantly. I picked him up, petted him and looked around. To this day I have no idea where he came from. He followed me to my apartment and of course I let him in.
He slept on a pillow next to me that night and he purred the loudest I've ever heard. I had no idea a kitten that little could purr so loud! I should have taken that as a clue to how big he would become! He turned out to be a 16lb teddy bear of cuddliness!
I introduced him to Sasha hoping they would get along and instantly they became friends ... as if they were long lost brothers.
I have lots of pictures of Mystic sleeping of which I'll post a few below. The fact that he was so big and that he liked to sleep on his back, made for some cute and funny sleeping positions. I had to snap a picture when I found him in such a position. One of the places we would find him frequently is under the covers on my parents' bed.We were searching the house for him and stumbled upon him taking a nap.



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