Mijo, It's been six weeks without you Options

[om mijo]

It has now been six weeks, and it seems like it is getting more difficult, not easier, Mijo. I will always love my sweet little baby cat, Mimi. And I can't wait until I see you and hold you in my empty arms again, little one!

Sent: Thursday, January 20, 2005 9:56 PM
Subject: Mijo - In Memory


Hello Friends,

It's rather difficult to write this, but there is no easy way to let you know otherwise. Mijo, my kitty, son and constant companion for the past eleven years died this afternoon.

It's been an extremely difficult 30 or so hours. Yesterday afternoon, Mijo began walking funny and was very listless. As my vet was closing, I took him to the Emergency After-hours Hospital where they ran a battery of tests, but were unable to diagnose the cause. Although they wanted to keep him in overnight for observation, I took him home where I spent the next eight hours holding him, cuddling him and talking to him. I have to say that I had a premonition that this might be our last night together so I didn't mind not getting more than a couple of cat naps...

This morning I took him to the regular vet who began more tests. Late this afternoon, he called and said that Mijo had had another seizure (he believed that is what caused the original problem) and was not looking good. After rushing over, I spent the next hour or so talking with and holding Mijo and determining that he could not recover - and could possibly have another seizure and be in more pain. He was too good a kitty to suffer, so the vet and I decided on euthanasia. This was a hard decision to make, but I believe that it was for the best. My mother was able to talk to him on the phone long-distance; his ears perked up at her voice, too, so he knows we were both there with him. So, I held Mijo and told him what a good baby cat he was until he slipped away. My neighbours helped me bury Mijo where he can continue to guard his territory from feline invaders.

I remember the scared, but feisty, abused cat that wandered up to my house and into my life and then basically took over, keeping me in line, demanding more petting and more treats - and shrimp and chicken. He wrapped his furry paws around my heart and dug those little claws in - which I loved.

Life certainly won't be the same around here. Mijo was a constant talker and let me know in more or less uncertain terms when it was time to turn out the lights and go to bed NOW. He also was very loving, but on his terms. How can I forget those swats from his paw when I had done something of which he didn't approve or the litter box needed immediate attention. Not to mention the cat fights where I was definitely the loser. Yeow!

Well, momma cat is taking a tranq and going to bed early in honour of Mijo - who would have loved that extra time to cuddle! Sweet dreams, sweet prince! Love always, June (your loving Momma Cat)

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[honeysmomforever]

I am so sorry for the pain you are feeling. I know it all too well. It has been 3 weeks today that my beloved dog of 15 years had to be put down due to a stroke. I never had such a bad day. Today is her Birthday and she would have been 17. I feel cheated of the last few weeks that would have given her this wonderful milestone. But I Love her and I hope to see her again at Rainbow Bridge. My best to you and I hope you feel a bit better soon. You Baby was absolutely BEAUTIFUL!

Elizabeth