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Coloration: Seal Point
Likes: kisses on her cheek, sleeping late with meowmy
Favorite Toy: catnip mini socks, loves toys of any kind!
Favorite Nap Spot: Meowmy's lap
Favorite Food: Loves dry cat food and PIZZA NIGHT!
Skills: Carries things around the house, sometimes collecting in piles, sometimes scattering them everywhere
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: Rescued from the Humane Society.
Bio: I first met Ava at the local humane society. I was there in search of a special needs cat. I had a few in my mind and was there on my second visit to try to make a decision when a volunteer came in and set Ava (Corrine) down in the cat colony. I immediately went to meet her. Poor kitty was so tiny and looked really old, gray specks of hair on her face and all. I picked her up and she hugged me and gave me kisses right away! She wouldn't let go. I couldn't believe she was estimated to be 8 1/2 years, I thought she could be much older. She had been dropped off as a stray with a litter of kittens she couldn't nurse. She had recovered from her ordeal and was ready for a home. I had my boyfriend come RIGHT AWAY and told him to guess which one I thought I wanted. He picked her up on the first guess and she greeted him also with a hug and kiss. That was exactly two years ago this July and she has been our angel ever since. After a few months of love and good food, she turned into a magnificent shining seal point with a dark face, no more gray specks, fur as soft as mink, and the most pleasant purrsonality ever.
Update:
Ava was diagnosed with mammary cancer last Thanksgiving, 2008. We did two surgeries to remove the cancer, but unfortunately, it was one of the most aggressive forms. We decided to let her live her life as she was so she could enjoy it to the fullest extent. That she did! We had our Ava for another 8 months. Ava lost her battle August 3, 2009. She is sadly missed. Please remember the importance of spaying your females early. Ava was already 8 years old when I found her and had her spayed. She only lived to be 10.
Forums Motto: Mommy's Angel
The Groups I'm In: ♥ =^..^= 4 The Love of Cats =^..^= ♥, ♥ Fuzzies Who Snuggle & Cuddle ♥, ♥A TEAM♥, PDPC's School of Graphics!!, Calling All Chefs, Catster Marketplace, For The Meezers!, Frends of Skeezix (FOS), Friends of the Blind Cat Rescue & Sanctuary, Friendship Circle, Guardian Angel Cats, Holistic wellness and natural health for dogs and cats., Kitties Who Need Friends, Meezer Junction, Pawsome Pages, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Rescued Siamese, Royal Canin® Felines, Samoa's Detective Agency, SIAMESE LOVERS Around the World Act II, Stunning photos, The Hazel Lucy Appreciation Society
The Last Forum I Posted In: The Get Well Purr List
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away....
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Last night, as I put clean sheets and blankets on the bed, I thought of you. You used to run and jump on the mattress and wait for me to cover you with the warm sheets. I was really sad because no one has done that in a while. To my surprise, Andy and Arli came in and did what you used to do. It made me smile to see them act like that again. As I was finishing, I moved my Siamese stuffed animal up high to the top of the headboard so I could finish. I bought the toy a couple of months ago from the Siamese Rescue store, and like a child, I hug it when I'm missing you.
Later, as I climbed into bed, I reached over to shut off the light. As I looked up, I saw you there, on the bedpost. In my mind I thought, "My Ava, up on a pedestal, just like she should be..." I closed my eyes and was drifting off to sleep and I remembered the day I got to pick you up at the shelter. They brought you out and placed you in your carrier. You looked at me, and I at you. It was instant, the love and connection we were about to forever have. Then I remember what happened next. The lady at the front desk picked up the phone to the intercom system, and proudly announced for all to hear, "Corrine is going home!" My eyes began to water. I was bringing home Corrine, the beautiful girl who needs me so. I knew you were going to be Ava, yet I had to hold on to your given shelter name. To remind me of that day forever. That's how you became Ava Corrine. I called you Ava most of the time, but I'm glad you had both names. I will never forget the joy I felt when they called your name over the speakers. I still have that paper collar with Corrine written on it. I will never give it away. It will always be with me, just like you.
So many tears have fallen these past few days. Today is my 6 month anniversary at the Bridge. Seems sad calling it an anniversary, but Mommy can't think right now. She's overcome with grief and is just numb. No words to really write. Nothing's going to change. Nothing will bring me back. She keeps me close by writing to me, yet today she just can't. She just sits and looks at my pictures on the mantle. Watches the others walking around. No playing. No fighting. Just nothing. Numbness.
Will life ever be so good again? Will these kittens grow up to get along? Will Mommy ever have a bond with them like she did with me? I was a one in a million chance. She took it and is forever grateful to have had me in her life. She knows she must be patient, give the animals a chance to get to know each other and to grow up and become the cats they are meant to be. She still has Andy. He loves her so. They are bonded. We were bonded. Just in a different way. We could look into each others eyes and know what the other was thinking. I slept with Mommy every night. Andy usually does, but hasn't in several days. She's alone. Really alone...and her heart will never mend. Not ever. She cries, it hurts, but she feels like she's connecting to me when she does. She can't do anything else right now. Too numb.
6 months. Still feels like yesterday. Andy is now in her lap. Thank you Andy. You are her strength. You will keep her going. I love you both.
Kisses and Squishes, from Cushy Mushy...forever and always your "little girl"....
Back in September, Mommy wrote a Diary entry about seeing a purrfectly formed Angel in the sky while looking up at the stars and talking to me. She finally found the picture and it's on my page, if anyone wants to see. She was in the hot tub, and ran in the house soaking wet to get the camera....after staring at it in disbelief! It had started to spread out by the time she returned....but she thought she'd post it anyway. I didn't want to say anything, but thought it would be ok now since Calvin likes to share some bridge secrets...and he never gets caught! So, there it is, everyone! Our sprinkles in action!!! If anyone questions me, I'll have to hide behind Calvin. Hopefully he will think of something good....he won't be blamed since he wasn't here when I made that Angel....but he's here now and is always looking out for me! Kisses, Ava
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