We brought Mango and his brother Tango home from a barn in St. Helens, Oregon in the summer of 2006.
I quickly bonded with Mango and he became my best buddy. He was very feisty and high spirited and didn’t like anyone getting to close to me, including the grandchildren. He was constantly trying to get all of my attention and I loved him so much.
When Mango was about a year old some neighborhood kids shot him and Tango with pellet guns. Mango was hurt very badly and had to have shoulder surgery. Tango’s foot was injured and he disappeared a month later. Mango became a full-time indoor kitty after that.
He was always by my side in the office on my desk, in the bathroom or on my lap and sleeping with me. A couple of months ago, he started losing weight and throwing up a lot. We found out he had a cancerous tumor in which nothing could be done. I couldn’t stand to see him suffer any more, but hated the thought of losing him.
My nickname’s for Mango were shorty, little red and pumpkin. My baby will be forever missed and has a very special place in our hearts.
A donation was made in Mango's memory and the memorial was created on January 17, 2020.