Just lost the wifeanons "emotional support kitty" at about 6 years.
One of 3 saved out of 4 stray 3 week old kittens on a snowy Christmas eve, almost frozen in a gutter. Spent Santa time reviving and warming kittens.
Lost one to Pneumonia about 6 months later and one went to NoCal and died in a fire.
The one to survive became the most loving and talkative little thing I have ever seen.
Talked more shit that we do here.
Ruled the roost.
Awesome cat, never thought outside the box and went outside most of the time.
One day limp outside my BR door. $850.00 at the Vet.
"she isn't good. lung cancer or something."
Next night passed in the same spot.
She still roams the house.
Other cat still plays with her I swear to God.