Oreo is one of my family's cats. He and his sisters, Snowball and Hillcrest, were wild kittens who appeared in our backyard back in August of 1996. Oreo was the ring leader of the three, and we always said he was the smartest because it was like he said, "Here's a good home for us, we're going here." And it was.
Taming these feral kittens was a goal of my sister and my mom. It ended up being Beth's science fair project for that year (6th grade for her). She documented everything they did and it took a couple months, but eventually the cats came close enough where they could capture them to get them spayed/neutered.
By October, we had lost Hillcrest. She was hit by a car while we were out of town. But Oreo and Snowball have been a part of our family since this time. Oreo was the easiest to convince that being an indoor/outdoor cat with a family who loved him was the greatest thing ever. Snowball took longer to come around, and to this day she is still a little crazy, but she's here.
Oreo is a bold cat. When he and the girls appeared in our backyard, we only had our Weimaraner, Fiesti. She wasn't too keen on sharing her family with some cats, but she was a very good dog and she got used to the idea. But I will never forget the time Oreo decided to lay on Fiesti's pillow with her. She immediately got up, grabbed the pillow with her mouth and shook it. Oreo went flying. We all laughed. But you know what? Eventually, she let him share that pillow with her. Especially after we got Jewels...he was peaceful compared to the crazy puppy!
Oreo and Snowball have trained all of our dogs how to be "cat-dogs". Fiesti, Jewels, Heidi, Daisy, Molly, Lily, and the newest members Macey the foster dog, King.
Oreo loves to go on walks around the neighborhood. The house across the street has a brick fence that we would always find him sleeping on. The neighbors all know Oreo.
He is a cool cat. We always knew it, but it was the most evident three years ago, when a little 10 month old baby discovered him, and discovered that he
loved him. Luke was exactly 10 months old the first time I remember him noticing Oreo. (At least, the first pics and video I have of him and Oreo.) I don't know what it was about him, but Luke was fascinated. And he has loved him ever since.
Whenever he goes to Mammie and Boppa's, the trip is not complete until he has seen Oreo. "Dat" and "Oh Oh" ended up being two of his very early words. I'll never forget when we were reading Pinocchio in April 2008 and he saw a picture of the cat Figaro. He was delighted by the black and white cartoon cat and immediately pointed to it and said, "Dat!" My parents eventually brought him a small stuffed Figaro from Disney World, who he named Oreo and he sleeps with every night.
I have quite a few pictures of Luke and Oreo over the years. Oreo is AMAZING because he lets Luke hug and kiss on him. Luke is very gentle with him, and honestly I think Oreo loves Luke as much as Luke loves him.
But today is a sad day. For the past year (maybe longer), Oreo has been battling liver cancer. He has gotten sicker and sicker and today he will be put to sleep. He can't keep down any food or water without throwing it up, and he is in pain. At 1:00 PM today someone will come to my parents' house to euthanize him. They wanted him to be put to sleep at home, surrounded by my parents, my sister and brother-in-law. So that's what is going to happen. Later today, this cool cat of ours will be out of his misery.
I'm not a cat person. I don't have any interest in having a cat in my home. But Oreo and Snowball are a part of my family, and I will miss Oreo. What I will miss even more is watching the joy that my son has when he is around Oreo. I will miss that special smile Luke gets when he sees him. But I am glad for the memories. And I am glad that Oreo won't be in pain anymore.
Here's a video of my 10 month old Luke...just a little glimpse of the delight he has brought my little boy...
And some pictures of the two of them through the years...
April 6, 2008
September 10, 2008
December 14, 2008
March 18, 2010
We saw Oreo for the last time on April 3rd, when we celebrated my birthday. Luke got to give him goodies on the front porch swing. He jumped in Nate's lap while everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to me. Then he crawled into my lap and stayed for awhile. Neither one of us were going to refuse him at that point! Luke got to give him lots of love, hugs and kisses that night, and I'm very thankful for that.