Well, I saw that animal communicator today. Not very satisfying and not cheap. She kept interrupting me when I was talking, and it was rush, rush, rush, the sessions are 20 minutes each, I ended up doing 2 sessions. I showed her the socks picture and asked what she thought. She thought it was Monkey laying there. When I showed her the sock picture I think she felt dumb or something, I don't know, kinda weird. So i think I'm done with animal communicators anyway. She did start immediately by saying something about Monkey having trouble with her left leg. That was kinda weird. She did have trouble with her leg, but it was the right one. I think she might have talked to the first communicator I saw and got that info from her. The first one I saw did train under this one after all. I never told the first one I was going to see another though, and that was two months ago so....I don't know.
The probably pass information around between each other just in case.

MD.

I'd say the chances that animal communicator 1 didn't give information to number 2 are very small, but often phony psychics are just very adept at cold reading people and guessing...and if the guess is anywhere in the ballpark, people who are vulnerable as a result of grief accept that, or are tricked into volunteering information. But I don't know that they are all hucksters and charlatans...Furkidlet's Mom is very knowledgeable about such things; she can probably help you in that regard.

I can't hear the music on Monkey's page either, so I added some in my head...i decide to go with The Long and Winding Road, by the Beatles. i loved the story about the fries. she was decidedly a character, your Monkey. I can't tell you how sorry I am you lost her.

Wishing you some comfort,
Dayna

Well I do get a recorded cd of the reading. That's the most I ever spent on a cd.
So Furkidlet's Mom does readings? Is that so Furkidlet's Mom?

Yea, reader 1 must have said something to 2 because she said something about her having leg trouble before I even sat down practically. But that was basically the only thing she got right, even though she did say it was the left leg when it was really the right leg though. When I told her that, she said Monkey was dyslexic, and for the rest of the reading everthing would be opposite as far as left and right were concerned, haha.

If you can't hear the music you probably don't have Adobe Flash Player installed.
It's a very common player and they say 90% of the pcs out there have it so it won't cause you any problems.
If you want it you can get it here: http://www.adobe.com/go/EN_US-H-GET-FLASH
It's really a great tune. I first heard it in 2002 and for some reason it reminded me of the kids and made me want to be with them. I hadn't heard it in years but it was the first thing that came to mind when thinking of a theme for the site. It wasn't easy to find either.

Monkey was dyslexic? Wow that explains everything! I guess Monkey was really a white cat, as well.

I've got flash player...just discovered the dogs have pulled out the speaker plug in.

Actually, I just meant that FKM knows a lot about the topic in general. but it wouldn't surprise me if she was gifted in that area.

Well, it's been almost 4 months now and I don't feel any different or better, not that I thought I would.
I still haven't picked up Monkey's ashes, I don't even like to say those words. I've been to the place twice and just sat in the parking lot and couldn't get up the nerve to go in. I hear everone say how it brings them comfort to have their baby home again, but I know there will be no comfort in it for me.

I once asked them to mail them to me, but after I hung up and though about it, it didn't feel right, and I called back and canceled. I could just see them getting lost in the mail or something rediculous happening and I would never forgive myself.

I may try next week to get them, but even if I do, I will put them up somewhere out of site. I don't think I'll ever be able to look at them.
I couldn't be in the room when they euthanized her, I broke down and chickened out and couldn't see her at the cremation, and I don't want to look at a pile of ashes. I want to remember her the way she was, before all the bs.
I remember when my dad died I had a chance to view him before his cremation, I told them no, I wanted to remember him alive, not laying on a slab. I still don't regret it.
I don't know. That's just me though. I guess everbody is different.

I can totally understand all your feelings. I really am the same way in so much of what you said.

The only thing about picking up those ashes of Monkey...that is her ashes..and these places can only keep these so long or maybe even lose them. As much as you do not want to pick them up.....Monkey belongs at home...not at some strange place. Maybe it will help pick them up if you think of that. How would you feel if you did put it off and then when you were ready...for some reason, they were not there?

Pick them up and yes, put them away right now. You said you would feel bad if they were lost in the mail so I don't know how long they keep them where you made arrangements but you do not want them not to be there.

I only know that human creation like Neptune's Society by law had told me they could only hold ashes for I think it was 90 days so I had a deadline to make a decision. I don't know if animal cremation places also have a time limit but even though it is her ashes, that is Monkey and she needs to be home...I think thinking of it that way..your love of her will make sure she is in a safe place.

I hope this helps you decide the next time you go.

(I also want to remember mine as the last good memories..you have done more than I could).

Hugs

I've been in touch with the owner, she emails me from time to time to see how I'm doing, and she's never said anything about only keeping them for so long. I also got a pawprint and a fur clipping in a shadowbox, so they have that too. I don't know why I got it, i don't think I'll ever be able to look at it. Maybe I'll call them this week and see if they can just run the stuff out to my car, it's already paid for. I just don't want to walk into that place, it's like a pet funeral home. I think it will just be a sad place to go into.

Sounds like a good idea to me. That way she won't be where she doesn't belong....she will be at home. Since you know the owner, I don't see why it can't be arranged to just bring everything out to you.

I don't know if that fur clipping is in the open to touch. From my 3 furbabies, I took from a hairbrush some fur and put it in a ziplock bag with a favorite toy, usually a small ball, and I put my 3 small bags in the bottom drawer of my dresser. Once in a great while when I really want to touch them physically, I take the fur and just move it back and forth between my fingers. My first twin boy left in 2002, the girl in 2006 and my last twin boy, Little Guy, in Sept of 2007 and I was surprised to find that all of these furs, including the oldest of 2002 feel just as soft today as they did then and by keeping them, I really am able to touch something physical that belonged to them only. You may find some comfort in Monkey's fur clipping someday and be glad you have it. Sometimes we can find some comfort in the smallest thing.

Before you go, you might plan where everything will be stored so when you get home....you will know just where to place these memories of her. I think you will find some comfort knowing that you brought her home which is where she should be. Then you do not have to "fight" yourself to go where she is now and get her...anymore. The circle will be complete.

I am so much of what you said in your last paragraph about not being in the room, etc etc. Sounds just like me and I wish I were otherwise but I care too much and my emotions just don't me to do everything like others can do. So yes, I do understand where you are coming from but I also know I would want my baby home...and not with strangers, as nice as they are.

Hugs and if I could be there to help you do it, I would. Hoping to see your update that Monkey is home.

I'm sure that somebody there would be more than willing to bring your precious belongings out to your car for you. Though you may not see yourself ever looking at Monkey's mementos now............one day you just might change your mind. At least you will know you have them put them somewhere safe whether in your view or safely hidden.

Many thoughts of comfort for you,
Beth

Well, the lady from Pet Angel called and said something about wanting to make arrangements to get Monkey's things home. I sent her an email asking if they would be able to run them out to my car when I show up, haven't heard back from her yet, probably because of the holiday.
I guess I can't put it off any longer.

Yes, it's time. I hope you hear about your email soon else you might think about phoning the lady you have met and have your cell phone with you so when you drive into the parking lot, you can call on your phone and say you are right outside the door..for someone to bring your things out to you.

You are not alone doing this, you know...cause Monkey is right beside you...after all, she has a vested interest in what is going on right now...she wants to be completely home herself, I am sure.

You will be relieved when it is done and everything about her is safe with you at home.

Hugs to you and Monkey

My dog Pepper was killed by an incompetent vet.

A good Vet realizes that these are our children.

All vets need to read what you have written above, and think very hard about the client's feelings.

And worry.

I have a temper also about these things, also.
I did not take direct action against the above, except to make certain no one used his practice.

The place is closed.

After all, we have recourse if a quack kills a family member.
Consider that in any other field, a professional assumes liability and responsibility and accountability. If a Professional Engineer signs off on the design of a bridge, and it collapses, that's the end of him. If a pilot flies into a school, his estate is cleaned out. If a ship's captain is drunk on the bridge, he's finished.

What did you do to make certain no one used his practice?

I wish I could do something like that. The only thing I've done was go to a website that has reviews of vets and put a bad comment on there.
I could only find 1 website like that though.
If I ever win the lottery I'm going to make that guys life hell, he'd spend the rest of his days being sued and harassed by me.
Not much chance that's going to happen though.

Well, here it is!! Thanksgiving Day sometime in the late '90s. It was just me and the kitties that year, so I made my first ever Thanksgiving dinner and gave each of them their own plate with all the trimmings. Pretty funny huh?
Front to back is: Monkey, Mommy, Buddy and Ashley.
Oh, forgot to mention, those are plates with turkey, corn, mashed potatoes and stuffing. There might be some gravy on there too.

OMIGOD......How precious! Looks like my Little Girl.....4 times over!

Were they hard to tell apart? My Little Guy and his brother Keeper were twins and it was hard to tell them apart from a distance.
My Little Girl, as you have seen, looks like your Monkey...mine did not have a twin.

But your picture looks like.....look-a-likes!

How great you found that. My 3 were born in 1991 so it is close to your picture date too.

I guess it must be the picture, but they are all very different looking. Monkey is all black, Ashley is gray, and Mommy and Buddy are tuxedo.

It's not the best pic, I know, but I'm so glad I took it!! I was never much of a picture taking kind of person(regrets).

There are better pics on Monkey's website of all the kids too, much easier to tell them apart there.

Here's a funny picture I took about 10 years ago or so.
I came home one day and what did I find...poop. Smiley face poo to be exact, at least that's what it made me think of.
I thought it was so funny though, I had to take a picture of it.
My girlfriend at the time was like "you did that on purpose, you're sick". Oh, I meant ex-girlfriend.
No I didn't do it on purpose, I have better things to do.
Hey, think this would make a cool avatar?

It IS hard to believe Monkey did that "arranging" but we will take your word for it

It is pictures like these there just can't be two of a kind...which means they are priceless.

Poop for an avatar?

I'd rather see what you already have...a black cat...if you change it at all...I hope it will be of Monkey cause she is very beautiful and I know I never get tired of looking at black cats, especially looking into their eyes. They always have the most intent look.

Were you SERIOUSLY considering poop for an avatar?

Take Care...you have given me my laugh today which I try to do when I log out.

hi, Monkey`s dad
i followed your story
when my cat Felice died, i got her back in a little chocolate-box.
i was very much upset and i did hide the box somewhere and could not open it for about 6 months.
my heart pounded so loud when i opened the box the first time...
it is still very hard to deal with, Felice`s box is not in my living-or bedroom, still resting somewhere in my apartement,
a little bag of white sand, not my Felice, but do we have another chance ?
so, my advice, get her home, before it is too late.
love your Monkey-girl
Eva

I'm pretty sure it wasn't Monkey, she was always real good about using the litter box.

I think Ashley was the culprit, she's not so good about using the litter box.

That pic is from the old condo and Ashley did a number on the carpets there, she's better now at the new place but...not perfect.