Gizmo AKA Pudd

Gizmo, was my baby. He had the perfect personality and was the most lovable and sweet cat I’ve ever had. We had him since he was 6 weeks old until FIP stole him at 2.5 years. He had the non-effusive form of FIP and fought like a warrior for 2 days. Eventually he started to have seizures and died in my arms. There will never be a replacement for him in my heart, but I find comfort that we will all beat this disease together so than no one else’s baby will suffer in the way my Pudd did. Rest in peace baby boy. Mommy and Daddy will always love you and keep you in our hearts.