When I first saw Oliver, he was a small, scared little guy. No other cats wanted to play with him, and he struggled to climb up the litter box. I knew I had to bring him home. I always said that he tricked me into getting him, and you know what? I'm glad he did. These past 7 years have been filled with so much love, so many laughs, and the occasional frustration, but I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

In this household, we don't say the "D" word; we say "moved out," and we talked about that for all our 3 boys. But like every pet parent, we assume and hope they will live forever. On 7/15, unfortunately, our sweet boy Oliver moved out. While we are still shocked that we will never get to see our sweet boy, I hope that when it's our turn to move out, he is right there waiting for us by the door like he used to do.

We created this GoFundMe to help with Oliver's vet and end-of-life bill, as this happened so fast and unexpectedly we weren't ready for this. Any contribution is greatly appreciated, and we are extremely grateful for anything.