1st Birthday Without Him Options

[Solasmom]

Hello fur family,

Solas' birthday is on Sunday. I'm already feeling that lost pit feeling in my chest. I miss him so much. I even called about a cat that was up for adoption, but I can't let a new cat in the house because of the FIP (the terrible disease that took my baby in 3 short weeks ). My husband doesn't want another cat anyway.

I'm in foul humor, I'm afraid. I have been dealing with some medical issues and I finally got to see a specialist today. The doctor had ZERO bedside manner and when I said that I didn't have any of the conditions that are supposed to lead to this illness, he says "Sure you do; you're overweight!" Oh bite me!

But anyway, I wanted to tell you about Solas. He was such a wonderful and princely black cat. I adopted him when he was 8 weeks old. We figured his birthday was 8/8/88 and when it rolled around the next year, I gave him a surprise party. It was great, all my friends came and brought catnip in every possible form. I made him a cat food cake with Cheez-wiz icing and a little hat. He gave me one of those disgusted looks, like, "I don't do hats!". I miss him and his funny ways. You know, we all knew our animal so intimately that we could understand what a meow or whine meant. It's hard when you lose that special connection. I know someone will tell me that I am still connected, but tonight I want purring in my ear like before.

I know I sound like a spoiled child, but I had a crappy ol' day where someone had the bad manners to point out my own fat ass to me.

Keep me in mind on Sunday, right?
Thanks,
Ariel

[gingerspal]

Hi Solas mom!
I am sorry about that doctor--what a creep! I had a doctor like that once. I actually wrote a letter of complaint to the owner of his clinic with a carbon copy to the medical board's office. He was flat out RUDE to me and though I doubt my letters actually accomplished very much I like to think it at least might have inconvenienced him a little. jerk.

I was going through some photos yesterday of Ginger (and having a boo-hoo--photos always do that)
but I also caught myself smiling like a proud mom does. Ginger really thought he was a dog. I am quite convinced of that. He even had a dog house. lol. I have a photo of him asleep in the house with his head sticking out. Someday I plan on printing out all my photos and putting them in a notebook along with my notes to him.

About Sunday--I definately will be thinking about you too. I hope that you will post on Sunday if you can--maybe share something wonderful on that day about your Solas. (I love that name!)

Patti


If I should ever leave you,
Whom I love
To go along the silent way,
Grieve not,
Nor speak of me with tears.
But laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you there
For I will come-I'll come!
Would I not find a way,
Were tears and grief not be barriers?
And when you hear a song or see a bird I loved,
Please do not let your thoughts of me be sad.
For I am loving you just as I always have . . .
You who were so good to me!
There are so many thing I wanted still to do-
So many things to say to you . . .
Remember, please, that I did not fear death.
It was just leaving you that was so hard to face.
You cannot see beyond this life
But this you know . . . I loved you so
Never doubt that I am with you still!
For love does not die with the body
And nothing in heaven or on earth
Can keep apart those who love.
~ Author Unknown ~