Brewster

2013 - 2025

Brewster came to me timid and no desire to be a barn cat, but a big boned turd. He fell ill to Feline leukemia and succumbed to what was thought to be pancreatitis, but was actually gi lymphoma. The goal was to keep him fed and full, and happy and comfortable. Which he was until he let me know it was his time. He will be forever missed as brewsturd.