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4 Sep 2007
Today (04 September) would have been the 20th anniversary of my being adopted by my "surrogate son", Precious Adorable. At the time I thought he was a girl -- he was 31 days old, the fourth of seven kittens born to mom Kim (chocolate point Siamese) and dad Max (black Himalayan). Where Precious got all of that white fur, I don't know!! But Precious was promised to me and he picked me to be his Mum. He was MUCH too pretty to be a boy, but I found that out a few months later (he had a condition known as cryptorchidism, where one testicle decends and the other is stuck inside the body). He grew from a cute kitten to a beautiful cat in no time and was the light of my life for the next 19 years. He actually still is! I can still feel his presence very strongly and keep his urn by my bed. It gets kissed and hugged constantly. Even though they are ashes, they are still part of him and that is very comforting. Cats DO stay with you long after they are physically gone. As I have pointed out in other posts, Precious still gives me signs and won't let me forget the bond we still share. Patches, Tiger/Tigger and Princey are very respectful of that!
God bless my sweet angel...I love him so! biggrin.gif
21 Jun 2007
Hi everyone! I haven't posted here in quite a while because so much in my life has changed since Precious and Tigger died last year (Precious on 06 August, Tigger on 13 December). Patches came into my life on 09 September and has turned out to be such a loving baby.
Something very strange happened two weeks ago (this Saturday). I went to my house to open the blinds for the day (I don't live there but still own it) and was walking from the carport to the back door when all of a sudden I spotted two little black lumps in the backyard, one by the patio, one by the back fence. I heard a faint mewling and yes it was a black kitten. I scooped it up and went to the other one, who did not move an inch. I thought it was dead but I picked it up and it was cringing in fear, tight as a curled-up caterpillar! I took both of them to the house and inside where it was cool. Both are six weeks old at most with hazel eyes and a small tuft of white at the throat (I think brother and sister but not sure!!). They were so thirsty so I put them in the bathroom with a water dish and went immediately to the store and bought some Kitten Chow and milk and disposable plates/bowls and cat litter. I went back to the house and they were asleep in a pile in the corner (so cute!). I fed them and prepared a makeshift cat box, which one of them used straight away. Since then, they have residence of my guest bedroom with plenty of toys (most of them Precious' old ones), a nice kitty cup and even a pink night-light so they won't be scared when I'm not there at night. I go over there three times a day to make sure they're well. They have taken to me and I to them. They're really opening up and I have tried placing them but since I live in the Southeast US, there's some sort of stigma about black cats so there's not exactly any waiting-lists for any so it appears I may end up keeping them. Which poses the question: Patches got along with multiple cats when he was being fostered so will he adapt to two baby kittens? (Patch is five years old.)
If you had told me this time last year that there would be such a dramatic change, I would have laughed until my sides hurt. But life goes by so very fast and we don't know what will happen day to day. All of you who have lost dear ones who were virtually children (as Precious was to me, and Tigger too though he was my dad's cat), please treasure every single moment with them! Hug them, kiss them, tell them how much you love them. They already know it but they love hearing it too! I told that to Precious every day he was with me, almost 19 years. I miss him so much but know he is looking down on me and thinking, She's broken the bank with three! I love them but not as much or on the level as Precious. Nothing can ever take his place. I'm considering myself blessed and that all of these babies are a gift. I hope all of you have adopted newbies as part of the family too and that all of you are recovering from such a horrible blow to your life.
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8 Jan 2007
This is not exactly a death-and-dying subject...it could be, but read on...
My friend Karen (the one who made the lovely thing you see to the left) told me some distressing news about Milo (her Dachsund). He is turning vicious. He used to be such a sweet (and sometimes nervy) dog but lately he has been snapping and growling at everything in sight. He has been nipping at her heels and starts baring his teeth and snapping when she tries to put him to bed at night.
Could this be an indication of a brain tumour? Milo is only six but he has changed so much in such a short time that she's questioning it. She's taking him to the vet soon for a complete physical but is fearing a horrible outcome. Has anyone had trouble like this? All comments very welcome. She wants all the opinions you can give!
Many thanks!
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20 Dec 2006
A friend of mine who knew how much I loved Precious and has been my friend for many years gave me such a wonderful present this year! I blubbed when I opened the box. It was a double picture frame; one side was a blowup of the picture you see on the left (all cat and no background) and a purple pawprint on a red heart with the words Precious Memories above and below the heart. (I will do a picture tonight and upload it to this thread so you can see how lovely it is!) This friend does stained glass and that's what it is. I thanked her endlessly for it. She told me that she was so sorry about Precious' death and she wanted me to have something I could cherish -- and she was so right!
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14 Dec 2006
Yesterday was a sad day.
My dad took Tigger to the vet to see how much his cancer had progressed because the tumour on his head (next to his ear) had fissured and was leaking fluids. The vet said the tumour had erupted and that it had progressed to his entire ear and behind his left eye (it was almost shut, he could barely open it anymore). The cancer had moved very fast despite my efforts to do alternative vitamin therapy (Jazmin, it did help, trust me!) and it was an agressive skin cancer that went inward and grew with a vengance. Tigger was put to sleep and my father called me at work late yesterday afternoon and told me. Thank God the workday was almost over, I was a complete mess. This is the second cat gone in four and a half months, same diagnosis. Tig was 16, Precious was 19. Now they're together and that gives me comfort.
Thanks to everyone here for all of their prayers. They helped give some time with Tigger that meant so much. He was such a sweetheart!
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