My Precious Elliot Bell, started for: "Elliot's Mom" Options

[Muffins]

Thread started for:

ELLIOT'S MOM


As I was reading the new posts the other day, I came across the following post.

Elliot's mom was responding to "Flops" thread , and in her post, I noted that she had just lost her precious best friend, Elliot Bell . And just before that, her dad had passed away .
I sent a personal message to Elliot's mom to see if she'd like me to start her own thread. There are so many wonderful, caring & thoughtful people here at Lightning-Strike who I know would want to respond to Elliot's mom. She gave me the "OK" to start a thread for her.


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Responding to: My Sweet Floppy
May 22 2009, 01:23 AM
Member No.: 5,795



I am so sorry for your loss. And for the losses of all who have posted here. It is devastating to lose a beloved pet.

Just this evening, my best friend of 14 years, a white cat with a striped orange tail, Elliot Bell, died after a sudden onset of seizures two days ago. I am numb with shock. He was so healthy. He is here on my kitchen table, in his cat carrier, after the vet brought him back to me this evening. When she pulled up, she told me that he had passed away, but then while I was stroking him he made some noises and body movements. I believe he heard my voice and responded to it. The vet then checked his heart, and it was still beating. I was hopeful, even though the vet told me that he was brain dead. Then he had a couple more seizures before his heart stopped beating.

So now he is lying on the table by my computer, as he has done every night for the past year. He would walk across my laptop numerous times, and I always let him; I just had to hit the cancel button every time his paws triggered a certain screen and had to brush off all the cat hairs before closing the lid. I am sitting here stroking his head and asking him to wake up, even though I know he can't. The thing is, he looks like he's asleep, as he was so many times on my kitchen table late into the night. Tomorrow I will have to bury him.

My dad, who also recently passed away, called Elliot "the greeter," because he would land with a thud on the hood of my father's car whenever he came to visit. Elliot last greeted me just three days ago. He slept on top of me every night, and even the first night of his seizures, before I took him to the vet, I felt his legs on mine. He had a way of asking for food that sounded like "Mommy." I know that I projected that, but it sounded like it all the same. When he was outside and spied me, he would race across the lawn and emit a deep chortle. He loved to go for walks with me.

I can't imagine a life without my Elliot. I've had and lost cats before and loved them and wailed at their passing. They were all special and irreplaceable, yet Elliot was the wisest of the wise, an intellect beyond all intellects, the most curious of cats, my constant mate. To go on without him will be extremely difficult

[nicole'smom]

Great big hug to your Dad and Pretty Girl. My condolences on the loss of your dad and his Pretty Girl. Thanks for sharing that, Elliot's Mom.