Ludwig came into my life as a stray on the back porch of my old apartment building on Elston ave in 1993. He immediately broke my heart so I brought him into my already too small place to share life with myself and Spencer-my other cat. I had to leave right away, so I put Ludwig in there and hoped for the best.  Coming home I expected to find the walls painted with blood. I instead found two life-long friends grooming each other.

One time Ludwig fell out of the third floor window of that apartment and was fine (though he did hump Spencer for a week afterward!).

People used to call him “alien kitty” because before he grew into them, his ears were too big for his head.

 Almost exactly six years ago Ludwig was diagnosed with kidney failure and was not expected to last much longer as he only had 3% kidney function. Instead, he defied the odds and fought a long and brave battle to remain with us. He needed 200cc’s of saline injections every three days and daily doses of tuna flavored medicine that he actually enjoyed. His progress was such that his case was often used during lectures to promote the treatments that were being used on him by the specialist that treated him, Dr Thornhill and his regular vet Dr John Plishka.

 He was truly a charmer and had a personality that won over even the harshest person. He loved cat nip and could frequently be found sitting at your feet with a string or a mylar pom-pom waiting to play. He enjoyed being held and cuddled and had a really annoying habit of jumping on your back when you least expected it.

Very co-dependent and not afraid to take advantage of it, Ludwig had no problems interrupting dinner, sleep, or bathroom time to play or just hang out and purr. As long as attention was being paid to him, he was happy. And, after looking into his eyes, you were more than happy to give that attention.

 I love you and I’m going to miss you, my friend. You fought bravely and with honor, but never lost the kitten inside of you.   Rest In Peace

Love, Daddy