Eragon

Seven years ago this little guy was dumped on our doorstep by his mommy when he was only a couple of weeks old. My wife brought him in the house and that little guy would just cry and cry because he was hungry. Amanda found out how to bottle feed him and that’s what we did (her a lot more than me. There is a picture below of me doing it though).

Me Feeding Eragon
Me feeding Eragon as a baby

He became a part of the family along with my other cat, Precious. About a year later, Precious passed away from old age and it was just Eragon (great name, huh?). This little runt has had his share of problems, though. He’s had to have three major surgeries in his short life. To be honest, though, if I had to do it all over again I would do it in a heartbeat. I can’t imagine what the last seven years would be like right now without him. He’s scratching….wonder if that’s the seven year itch starting!

Eragon after surgery
Eragon after one of his surgeries