August 17th 2011 9:07 pm
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I just wanted to say that I made it to 17 years old on August 1st. I'm afraid to say things are not going very well for me and my mom is thinking that my time is coming very fast. I haven't been eating and though my mom (and step dad) have been doing all they can to keep me comfortable, it doesn't seem to be working. Tomorrow I have a vet appointment.
I've been a part of my mom's life since I was four months old. I was always a tough girl and in the beginning my mom thought I was a boy cat because I walked so strong and solid and with confidence. Later at my vet visit I was deemed a girl. Good for mom for calling me Casey b/c she didn't have to change my name.
When I was a young cat I use to play fetch with my mom. I like pipe cleaners and I would play with them. Mom then would roll them up and throw them and I would actually jump from her bed to fetch them and bring them back to her. Where did that come from? I did that for many years and one day I stopped.
My mom had a rabbit named Vago at the time of my arrival and I often hung out with Vago when he could come inside the house. On the large patio we would hang out together. He was nice.
I was tough on my mom. I wasn't very affectionate and she had a tough time trying to hold me. Everything was in my time and when I was done napping on her lap, I would let her know...not always in a nice way. I scratched her up pretty bad and I would bite her too. Mom said we have a love/hate relationship but no matter what, she took care of me and fed me and loved me all these years.
I didn't even get upset with her when she brought a dog home in the year 2002. Oh...right..that was the year she got married too. I don't mean to say He was a dog. Although my "step dad" didn't like cats, he didn't mind me around cuz I was quiet and clean and didn't fuss much. I was talking about that other dog named Talker. Now he was alright as a pup, but he soon got big we had to sort out who was in charge of the house. He backed off and realized that I was Top Cat and he was Top Dog. We both compromised and that's how we got along. Sometimes he would annoy me and I was swat his face with double punches and mom would laugh because my punch had no pop and Talker would just give me his quizzical look and walk away which is what I wanted him to do in the first place.
Then we moved and mom and dad got another pup -- Savannah. Now she's always been coole wiff me. She likes me and doesn't bother me. She whimpers at me when she's distress or when she's worried about me. We touch noses and say hellow to each other in the morning.
I love my family and they love me. I cherish the years we've had together. When my time comes I will go with a feeling of fullness in my heart because I have had a full and loving life.
Forever and Always I will love you Mom for choosing me and not letting my scratches and bites deter your love for me. Thank you.
Casey the Cat
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you r beautiful. I was kinda rough on mom and dad too in the early life but come to love them just like u did. Hope the vet can help you feel better this might not be the end....don't give up yet. lots of love
Oh my Casey, my heart is heavy knowing you are nearing your end. But you know I will be here with open paws waiting to take you home and wrap my wings around you to help you mend. Know that IF it is your time, you won't be alone. We love you!
We are sending purrs for healing, love and comfort to you and your mum.
The Cornish crew.
Sending you peaceful and loving thoughts as you make your final journey. Mom says you remind her of her Reuben who is an angel too. Hopefully, they are playing together in the catnip!
Hugs and purrs,
Simon & Reuben(an angel)