Arrival Story: Mommy was sad about Jack passing away, so I came into her life to help cheer her up. My breeder asked mommy if she would take me, otherwise I was going to be put down because I have some problems. It seems I stopped growing around 8-10 weeks old. I was born the same size as my brofurrs and sisfurrs, but when they got bigger I just stayed the same. The breeder took me to the vet and they took some of my blood. They said I had pancreatitis and gave me some medicine. Bad thing is, I was allergic and the medicine made me have a seizure. It was a bad one, but luckily they were able to sedate me to make it go away. After the seizure, I wasn't quite the same and the breeder didn't know if she would be able to find anyone to take me because of my problems. I had permanent neurological damage that caused me to walk wobbly. My mommy didn't mind. I also had a mild eye infection that mommy said was no big deal, she would just give me eye cream. But what really worried mommy was my small size and I wouldn't eat. Mommy had to force feed me and keep track of my weight. Even then, I was loosing weight. The doctors ran tests and didn't know what to think. I was given antibiotics and mommy continued to force feed me and started to give me fluids under my skin. It was no fun, but I know she was doing it because she loved me and wanted me to get better. I still wasn't putting on weight and my neurological symptoms got worse. Mommy wanted to keep fighting to keep me here but I told her I wanted to spend Christmas at rainbow bridge with Jack. She was sad but knew it was the best thing for me. I love my mommy and even though I wasn't around very long I know she loved me very much and I'm glad I got to have a family.
We miss Tiny Tim. Its too hard to make sense of it all, but I know there was a reason for him to come into our lives. I'm so very glad he got to be part of our family for even just a few days. It made me so happy to hold him; he just purred and purred away. Sometimes he would crawl up to nuzzle right under your chin so he could be that much closer to you. I know it must have meant alot to him to have a family and a home where he was loved. We wanted so badly for him to get better. He never got well enough to eat a treat or play with the toys I got him, but I'm sure he gets to do those things now. Ava, Lilah, Ellie, and Lola were there to welcome him and show him around rainbow bridge. Many of them spending their first Christmas away from home. No doubt, Tiny Tim's cute smile will attract even more friends to play with.
My sweet Tiny Tim, I'm sorry I couldn't make you better. Its hurts that I wasn't able to give you the long healthy life you deserved to enjoy. You were so courageous to battle your illness and disabilities with a steady purr. You were a true fighter. I hope you will remember the love and tender care we gave you and not the food fights or needle pokes. You were only with us a short time but I hope it comforts you to know that you did have a family and were loved by us all.
There is more I would like to say, but for now I'm going to lay down