I lost my 14 1/2 year old black and white cat "Max" about 3 weeks ago. He was the best natured cat ever. He was my talking cat, always talking to me. He liked to sit near by on a chair and listen when I would play the guitar and sing. He seemed to especially like it when I sang "When you and I were young Maggie" substituting "Max" for Maggie.
He came to work with me as usual on the 28th of August, and was ready to go home in the evening. Later that night about 10:30 I was going to get ready to go to bed when he came and said he wanted to be held. I always told him he should learn English, but I did get to understand most everything he said anyway. So, I sat down and turned on the TV and he laid stretched out on my lap for about 20 minutes, then got down. Later, he wanted something to eat, and the other cats also came when he called for food. So I fed him, then went to bed.
In the morning I fed the cats when I got up, but Max was not there. But that was not unusual, as he was a good hunter, and would be outside hunting. So as I often do I opened the back door and called for him, but he never came. I went out and looked for him but never found him.
Two days later I found my white and yellow cat dead in the back yard, apparently mauled by a dog. It did not happen there, but probably the cat got away and came home before it died. There was some evidence there that there was human involvement.
This yellow and white cat was my alarm clock, always waking me in the mornings.
A week later someone had said that there was a dead black and white cat about a block and a half away that weekend. Max never went farther than 1/2 block from home.
No dog has died from this incident yet, but I keep my model 514 Remington handy.
I miss Max, the house is quiet without him. The other cats are not very vocal. A younger black & white cat that always hung around Max was awful quiet after that, and I never seen much of her. Just yesterday, she started to follow me to work and wants to be held a lot.