So after Boo passed away, some time passed and my mother convinced herself she was ready to adopt another cat. So she went to the shelter and played with the cats there and there was one that stood out a bit more than the rest. That would be Melody. As she was being adopted the caretakers at the shelter were saddened to see her go; apparently poor lil Melody spent a long, long time in the shelter. And while it took her a while to get used to us, she did eventually and was well loved. However after only a year of having her, we started noticing a decline in her health. Took her to the vet to have tests done and after they came back we were shocked to learn that she had cancer in her liver and we could not rid her of it. She'll be remembered and I'm certain she felt loved.