I found mowgli 12 years ago on the streets of Peterborough as a stray. He followed me home and was so thirsty he tried to drink oil out of a pan on the side. He would sneeze blood and after a few vet visits and them saying they couldn't find anything wrong he eventually sneezed a massive blade of grass out. I helped nurse him until he was a pain in my side and started smashing glasses and cups haha. After a 
year or so of trying he wouldn't get on with my 2 girls so I asked my best friend in the whole world to love him and he accepeted.
After 2 years of Mike having him me and Mike fell in love and moved in together. The cats suddenly got on absolutely fine and I've been saving that cat ever since. He fell off a windowsill and got his foot caught in the radiator below. Without thinking I grabbed him and ended up in hospital myself from the bites where he had panicked. I still have the scars. He ran away twice during a house move and I managed to find him both times too.
Mowgli has never lived by anyones rules or made allowances. Hes forever been his own cat and he died in his sleep today from old age. Hes been a massive comfort to both me and Mike in the last 12ish years and I can't dream of a world where we don't get him back. It was totally unexpected and as someone disabled and on benefits I don't have the money for the joint cremation at this point in the month let alone to keep him. We would appreciate any support during this one off time where we need help with having super limited family also. Please help us keep mowgli and give him this one last thing that he deserves after not getting the start in life this cuddly loveable boy always deserved.