My beloved cat who was mentally retarted

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I want to introduce you to my beloved Forrest who is deceased. I named him Forrest Gump after the movie because when I brought this kitten home I knew that there was something not quite right about him. He would walk about with his tail up over his back hanging between his eyes. He walked funny and did not seem all there, like the lights where on and no one was home. As Forrest grew it took him a year and a half before he learned how to purr, he was four before he could purr loudly without chocking. Forrest would go around a corner by the refrigator and get lost, he could not get out of the corner. One thing Forrest was was loyal, he was my pal, my love and my friend. For a lot of years I was very depressed and Forrest would seem to know when I was depressed he would snuggle up to me. He would sit on my lab when ever I sat down or he would sleep with me. A lot of the years I worked nights and my hubby worked days so Forrest and I had the bed to ourselves. Forrest had an eating problem, he ate everthing in site, candy wrappers, celephane, ribbon, spider webs, wood chips, and even his cat food. If you did not keep Forrest's food dish completly full he would beg you and hound you until you filled it full. I put Forrest on a diet one time and he ate everyting he was not suppose to he got so sick he scratched his throat vomiting and had to have a cortizone injection and antibiotics. Trying to give Forrest antibiotics was a chore. It ended up he was so sentistive to the stress of me giving him the pills he had to have shots. That is when I decided not to put Forrest on a diet ever again. When he died he was 20lbs and died of congestive heart failure from his weight. The photo of Forrest is him after a long day of supervising me hang pictures in my new home. He use to be involved with everything I did. I sure do miss him. He would be 10 years old if he had not had died.