Our beloved mighty hunter, Gato D., succumbed to the injuries he sustained during an encounter with a coyote. He was 15-years old, living the past 9-years\u00a0with us.<\/p>\n
When I first met Gatos, as he was then called, he was living in an apartment with our son. Gatos never went out; although, he often tried to escape. Some of\u00a0the stories we heard about this crazy, fat cat, led me to think I\u2019d never want a cat like that.<\/p>\n
Then, our son moved to another apartment and the cat came to live with us. We kept him confined to one, large room for a few days until he became used to\u00a0us. Then, his home enlarged to our whole house, and eventually, the out-of-doors, too. Gato D., as he became known due to being our fourth cat, calmed down\u00a0and slimmed into quite a good cat with a unique \u201ccat\u201dality..<\/p>\n
I know what goes around, comes around and he did leave numerous trophies on our doorsteps, but, somehow, I\u2019m glad he didn\u2019t become some *?!* coyote\u2019s\u00a0dinner. Gato made it home, but, alas, his internal injuries were too much for our old, mighty hunter to survive.<\/p>\n
I suppose I\u2019ll miss him the most, as it was my lap he\u2019d jump into whenever, where-ever I sat and stretch out just like a human baby. His arm would stretch\u00a0up to touch my chin or he\u2019d nuzzle his head into my arm. He is gone, but not forgotten. We\u2019ve been offered another cat and, maybe someday another cat will\u00a0come our way, but for now, I want to savor my memories of Gato a while longer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Our beloved mighty hunter, Gato D., succumbed to the injuries he sustained during an encounter with a coyote. He was 15-years old, living the past 9-years\u00a0with us. When I first met Gatos, as he was then called, he was living in an apartment with our son. Gatos never went out; although, he often tried to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":93,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions\/93"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/katechamberlin.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}