8/25/2002Oliver passed away peacefully, at home, in my arms on Tuesday. He had been my fur baby for over 17 years.

I’ve had other cats but I have never had the relationship with a pet that I did with Ollie. I got him when he was about 6 weeks old. He was this little, 2 lb ball or orange Fluff. He was the most vocal cat at Sicsa. He would cry whenever he was put back in his cage and reached out to grab me each time I walked by! He chose me! He is named after the children’s book, Orange Oliver: The Cat who Wore Glasses.

I couldn’t leave that tiny thing at home alone at a few months old - so he went to Florida with me - a few times- on the airplane and in the car! Yes- we drove 16 hours with a cat in the car- even staying overnight at a hotel. He did great!

It was just the two of us for a few years. When I had the flu, he went back and forth from the bed to the bathroom every hour all night long. He was either curled next to me in bed or sitting next to me on the bathroom floor. He never left my side.

Then we added Jason! There were lots of changes and he just rolled with it. New guy, new house, new dog (for a while). Then a baby! He always sat on my lap as close as possible to my face. Being pregnant was no different! He would lay across my belly and Avery would move so that she could be right under him. The night she came home from the hospital she screamed all night. Oliver was not happy! He would grab our pant legs in his teeth and pull on us and meow like “You need to DON SOMETHING about this!”

He survived another move, a diabetes diagnosis, and a new cat brother with no issues!

He was always very gentle with Avery. But when she was born her really turned into our protector. He would meet guests at the door- often by jumping up and smacking the window with his paws and hissing! What a welcoming committee! He would follow guests around - watching. He didn’t like it when people would chase Avery. He definitely made his presence known!

He was known for his sharp teeth! He has bit more than I can count. He sent my mom to the hospital with a bite when she tried to move him out of Avery’s room. He bit my dad, Jason, and many friends. He even bit the vet tech once (although that’s on her because I TOLD her to let me get him out of the carrier and she ignored me and reached in and put her hand in his face). He once trapped Laura in the basement when she was watching him while we were on vacation. He turned his back on my mom once when she was taking care of him. She was trying to talk to him and he turned his back to her and refused to look at her. He also walked my parents to the door one year after they had brought us home from the airport. He was ready for them to leave so he kept walking around their feet, going to the door, standing there and staring at them and doing it all over and over again until they got the hint and left! He could be a pill but that feisty personality just made me love him more!

He was always my baby. He would lay all over me- as close to my face as possible. If Spooky was on my lap, he would sit between Spook and my face- often sticking his booty in Spooky’s face. He would follow me around the house and he always met me at the door - Even when he was so sick he could hardly walk. Saying goodbye to him was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But I’m happy to know that he’s now at peace and I’m sure still watching over us from above.

“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
A. A. Milne / Winnie the Pooh
Hallie AddingtonSpringboro, OhioNovember 19, 2019
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Love is love and Ollie surely loved you as much as you loved him. Thanks for being such good parents to Ollie. I'm so sorry you had to say goodbye.Gloria Petrey - December 1, 2019
Oliver sounds like a cat that was part of our family years ago. He was also a yellow male cat. He was so very patient and loyal enduring children and several dogs. He is still talked about today.
So sorry about your loss,
Very sincerely,
Susan Starkweather
Susan Starkweather - November 19, 2019

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