Ollie was one of my much loved rescue cats, of which I had 3. A real cat in every sense of the word was he. We got him in 2003 when he was 7 years old. Whilst a huge cat to look at, unfortunately from the start, Ollie was a poorly animal, often having visits to the vet, and an operation 2 years ago, left the prognosis "fair to guarded". Recently Ollie distanced himself from us, and it became apparent that all was not well, and yesterday he crossed over the rainbow bridge, where I hope we shall meet again one day.
Try to live each day as if it were your last.