Average Jane’s Oldest Cat

I’ve been noticing that Velcro is sleeping really hard these days and doesn’t even wake up when you come into the room or approach her. I’m starting to think she might be going deaf.

She’s at least 15 years old (she was my late mother’s cat, so we’re a little fuzzy on when she was born), and she’s already had one mastectomy for breast cancer. I hope she’s not running out of steam.

As her name suggests, Velcro cannot stand to spend a moment apart from her favorite humans. When I’m in the living room, she’s sitting on my lap. When I’m in the bathroom, she’s standing on the counter (except when she’s drinking out of the toilet). The sad thing is that she’s starting to get a little clumsy about jumping up on things, and sometimes she doesn’t quite make it and falls.

I’ve recently rescinded the "no cats in the bedroom at night" rule just because Velcro so enjoys sleeping on or next to me all night. I’ll admit it, I love the purring.

She’s due for a checkup at the vet, so I’m making her an appointment for Saturday. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that she’ll be around for at least a few more years.