Mr. Flame has died
He was so very grief stricken from the loss of Old Kitty, so very sad.
He had stopped eating and his borderline kidney problems shot through the roof quickly. He was in renal failure.
He was not the sort of cat that would go for IV fluids, etc. There was nothing that could be done.
He was almost 11 years old.
I plan to adopt no more cats. 
What a bitch life is. It takes what you love and tosses it aside.
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I saw your photos of Mr. Flame and he was really a beauty. It's so sad and painful to lose a loved animal friend - but maybe someday there might be another cat who wants you in his life, since clearly you provided a good home and lots of love to Mr. Flame and Old Kitty. They'll always be with you. 
Thank you for your support since Old Kitty fell ill in November of last year.
This was unexpected, believe me.
Poor old guy ... I loved him.
Now he is with his beloved friend Old Kitty. I'll be ordering a headstone for him too and will bury him alongside of her with their friend the dog.
Thank you again.
I still have one cat left, my little baby Jewels, the part-Munchkin kitty that no one wanted with the broken tail (a stray). She is very sweet and loving and she hasn't quite figured out what has happened yet.
Luckily, she is much more of a people cat and has a sweeter disposition that Mr. Flame had.
I wish I could have done more for him but it was simply not realistic. The cancers on his head were returning and that was looking like surgery again soon.
You can't do much with a cat that was so very wild at heart as Mr. Flame was.
My god, he'd gone from 17 lbs. to 12.5 since Old Kitty had died (2 months). 
No reason to drag it out as he was doubtlessly suffering, I knew this and already had gone the selfish route with Old Kitty. I should have done something about her a long time ago but could not face it.
Damn ...
Old Kitty found me, I did not find her. She had scoped me out and thought to herself, "Aw, that looks like a nice home there. I wonder if that nice household might adopt me?"
So she opted to hang-out in the hunting ground of her predecessor, another white cat that died too soon of feline epilepsy.
It was the day after said cat died that Old Kitty showed up. I thought it was the one that had died and that I was seeing things. Nope, it was Old Kitty.
I found out who had her and found out she needed a home and hence, I adopted her. Never had a single regret, never.
I had to wait to adopt Mr. Flame as the neighbors at that last place were killing cats. I didn't want to take a chance and kept Old Kitty indoors as much as I could until we moved to a safe place with a yard.
She was so very happy.
Then we adopted Mr. Flame for her as she was so very lonely.
Those two were inseparable. Till death did they part IMO.
Losing a baby is so hard.
Mr. Flame loved you for being a good owner. Please except my sympathy.
Thank you -- he is in a better place, this much I know.
Mr. Flame before he went downhill so very fast (picture taken less than one year ago).
Thinking of you.
I know that you were very concerned about Mr. Flame with the passing of Old Kitty. It seems that his grief took its toll along with his already compromised health. I know the grief and pain you are going through as I just lost my dear Sammy on Feb 5th. Even though she was 20 and I was prepared in some ways, her death still hit me hard. Mr. Flame is in a better place and is not suffering any more. May you find peace in the coming days and weeks.
I'm so very sorry to hear that your dear Mr. Flame passed away. His grief for his furry friend, Old Kitty, really touched my heart.
Sending hugs and understanding. So many of us have been there and know that terrible hurt of losing a beloved pet. Old Kitty and Mr. Flame are together again happy and healthy and watching over you until the time for you all to be together in paradise.
I thought it was morning when I started this post whereas it was in the early evening.
I'm exhausted from this.
I went back to bed and fell asleep again and got up about an hour ago.
happened to me?
The toll is still being taken it seems.
Not only did poor old Mr. Flame die from grief, I am beginning to wonder what is going on with me now? again ...
I'm so sorry for the loss of both of your beloved sweeties. You're grieving not one but two losses so close together. That would totally overwhelm me, I can tell you! But you have capabilities of getting past it with the passage of time. This is in the immediate. You may have to force yourself to eat initially and do the things you'd normally do, but you can do it. Our little ones just don't have the ability to work that through.
I always have dog pairs. Maya & Ashie were inseparable. When Maya died, I began to be afraid I'd lose Ashie too because she was grieving so profoundly. I adopted her new buddy, Monty, much quicker than I'd have otherwise done simply to help her. In her case, that was what worked -- she quickly became attached to him and recovered. (That just ended up being the solution in her case -- it wouldn't be the case for a furbaby like Mr. Flame.) The point is that everything I tried to do to soothe Ashie, to comfort her and help her through her grief wasn't working -- it really, in her case, took almost the distraction of another dog & then getting attached to him to bring her out of it. (I even banned saying Maya's name around Ashie for months -- every time you said her name, Ashie's head would whip around and then she'd run around the house looking for her. It broke my heart every single time!)
Grieving comes with love, unfortunately. But loving our furbabies is a great thing. I finally reconciled myself with the short lifespans they live relative to ours by thinking that, if it weren't that way, I'd never have gotten to know & love all the wonderful furbabies I've had throughout my life. That's the only way I can reconcile it for myself.
My heart goes out to you CAV.....wish I could give you RL hugs.
I appreciate your kind words and advice.
I'm feeling a little better today after another 16 hrs. of sleep.
It was a long good uninterrupted and quiet sleep. No moaning after 3 long months of hearing nothing but moaning.
My other cat is not grieving at all. It is all her's now and she seems happy as usual (thank god for that).
You take care of yourself too tpsbmam!
And so sorry for all the losses in your kitty-family. Life is a bitch, but she's also a honey--don't give up on kitties, CAV. They need us as much as we need them, or more.
You've hit the nail on the head. It sent him over the edge. As I've written since Old Kitty died, I'd never seen such a very sad face on a cat before. It was almost freaky, believe me. Poor old guy was so sad. I'd find him sleeping in places he used to share with Old Kitty. He was desperately lonely and there wasn't a thing I could do about it.
The vet was going to put him on Buspar for anxiety. This drug is used on people, I know that much. Good luck getting that stuff down his throat (you'd have lost a hand in the process!).
with you.....and rest in peace Mr. Flame, poor kitty...the grief of the loss of his friend. I saw something similar happen when we lost our dog Misty, her littermate Ranger survived her by 2.5 years. The first few months were tough for Ranger since they had been so close.
I hope you will let time and the good memories of your beautiful kitty Mr. Flame wash over you and heal you.
and you are fortunate that your old kitty will allow you to treat her (not the case here w/Mr. Flame believe me -- otherwise I would have done it!).
You'll know when the time comes. It is painfully obvious.
I'm not getting anymore pets either due to my failing health and age and a new cat could very well outlive me too. I don't want to have my last remaining cat end up back at the ovens where I got her from and will try to find a home for her if it seems to be coming close to that. Worse yet, having her snapped up by some greedy relative that could give a shit (blunt words I know but that is what my relatives are like, greedy and thoughtless) and would have her put down without a second thought. 
Thanks for your insights; appreciated as always.
to you and your old kitty.
