Finn came to live with me on February 22, 2009. He is from the same breeder as Clancy, but has different parents.

He was welcomed into the house by Clancy - growls, hisses and all - and by the end of the first week they were romping and playing together!!

UPDATE: Finnegan took his last car ride to the vet on November 15, 2012. He'd had a pretty good 3.5 weeks since his diagnosis of kidney failure, but this week he took a bad turn downhill fast. He stopped eating - and we all know that's not good. Yesterday I wrestled with when it should be and decided to wait until this morning to make up my mind.

By 2:30am I knew it would be today, as soon as the vet could take us. He wasn't able to sleep, he cried all night long, and to make everything just that little more happy Clancy kept attacking him (it was apparent to even me that toxins were coming out of his skin, so I can only imagine what Clancy was smelling).

By 9am, Finnegan was done with his 18 month ordeal of "what's wrong with Finn" - so many diagnoses, so many medications, so hard on a little body.

We fought the good fight - we thought we had it beat a few times, but he just kept getting sicker. Today he rests.

Eszencia Fabulous Finnegan was my "heart" cat - he bonded with me immediately and we were pretty well inseparable. He took over where Eppy left off when he left. He was the best leash-trained cat I've ever had, acting more like a dog than a feline when attached to a harness. He was a chatting little guy - had a hard time getting a photo of him with his mouth closed, actually.

At just over 4 years of age, he made a big impression in a short period of time. He will be missed.

RIP Finnegan. Chase as many butterflies as you want, eat as many worms as you can handle, climb to the top of every cabinet you can find. I will love you always.