My Girl Monkey, (p.s. not really a monkey..........ok, kinda) Options

[Monkey's daddy]

Life sure doesn't feel the same anymore, it feels very empty now. It's just completely different since Monkey's gone.

When I first moved into the new house in Aug'07 I was so proud of it. It was new and perfect and I would get bent if I found a little smudge on the new walls. Now you should see the place. I vacuumed for the first time last week since Monkey passed in March. I've broken 2 or 3 doors, there are at least 2 holes in the drywall. I kicked my car door open and bent the hinges on it. I sometimes get mad over what happened as you can tell. Well, they are just meaningless possessions. I was proud of them but they never mattered as much as a precious life, not even close. I really bought the house for the cats, I was thinking of them when I saw the layout and yard and such. Now I don't care. I probably could level the place but I realize I must maintain somewhat.

I never would have thought that the vets could be so stupid. It was always "its possible that it's this" and "its possible that it's that" and "it could be this or this".
Why don't you just say you don't know moron!! It's like going into a store to find something and you ask a salesperson where it is, and they don't know, and they start wandering around looking for it, and you're following them, and you're like "I can wander around lost on my own but you want me to follow you and you're lost". Or more like, you find out more on your own than the stupid vet even knows, and he's the "professional" or "doctor".

All right, I'm getting upset and starting to rant and rave. I just can't believe EVERYTHING could go wrong. I mean, even Murphy's Law says that if "something" can go wrong it will, not "everything".

Some examples are:

Mis-diagnosis
Missed diagnosis
I care until the treatments are done and I have all your money
Under medicating
Improper treatment
under treatment

AHHHHHHHH. I could scream.
I need something to break before I start crying. (A certain vets neck would be nice)

[LoveThem]

Thanks for the stories. It is stories like that that make us smile and we all need that right now..as much as possible.

Funny.. your paw under the bathroom door story is amazing. My 3 black beauties were with me..from 10 to over 16 years and they never did that. But Lucky, the shelter cat I adopted in December, has started doing that with my husband and now everytime my husband goes into the bathroom and shuts the door, Lucky lies outside it on his side sometimes and my husband moves a small towel back and forth and Lucky one time pulled it through enough he got his teeth into it and was hanging on. Now he goes there and waits for the shadow movement and does put his paw as far under the door as he can reach..being stretched out.

It just sounded like Monkey and Lucky may have shared spirits. He is also the only cat to jump on the kitchen counters from the floor.
These babies each have their own personality and yet they share a lot of the same traits..the ones that make us smile thinking of them.

You said: But I hope when its my turn to leave this world, and I open that door, Monkey is there with one of her comforting little meows. Otherwise, what would the point of all this be?

I couldn't agree with you more.

Continue sharing stories..you will find that is helping you inside..each time you allow a good memory to push aside a sad one...that is a baby step toward healing. the pain will never go away but it will wind up kind of locked away eventually. It does escape at times and we can have a very sad day but when we are back in control...we will have more good memories and therefore good days, such as there can be, than the ones that hurt so very much.

Hugs and wishes for peaceful days soon....but it does take time no matter what we do. You are not alone in grieving. You are not alone in pain. The wishes you have for Monkey echo all ours for our own wonderful best friends who have physically left..but only physically.

I look at your girl's picture on your tribute website and my thought was "What a beautiful baby".