Pet-Peeves: His aunt Patti, the dogs, dirty feet, and changes around the house.
Favorite Toy: He loves his stuffed dog and a little piece of paper wrapped with a rubber band.
Favorite Nap Spot: On the bed, a big suffed chair in the den so he can see out back, or on top of the cable reciever box.
Favorite Food: Chili, broccolii, macaroni & cheese, and my special food from the doctors office.
Skills: He has ESP...he can tell when his mommy doesn't feel good and he will come and try to comfort her by sitting in her lap. He can sense good people and bad people. He can walk across anything and now knock anything off.
Arrival Story: I found Rover on my back deck during a sleet storm. His mom had given birth there and left him and his brother to die. The brother was already gone to the Rainbow Bridge when I found them and Rov was almost frozen but I rushed him in and put him on a heating pad to warm him up while I called our Vet. At the Vet they taught me house to put a tube down his throat into his belly to feed him because he could nurse yet. I had to do this every few hours for almost a month until I taught him to take a itty bitty bottle. I thought I had concured the world and was the best mom when this happened. I would hold him in my hands while giving him this bottle so my hands became a source of comfort to him. He soon started coming to me and pawing at my hands when he was hungry. I kept him in a box until he opened his eyes cause he was always roaming around - hence the name "Rover". (I even had to stimulate him to make him go to the bathroom the way a mommy cat would do).
He is therefore very close to me and doesn't and like many people. If he likes a person they are special. He is getting better now but he used to hide in my closet when people came to visit. Even when my Sister and her children would come for a week, he would stay in my room all week.
I don't remember when it started but he started sleeping curled up next to my head at night and wanted to have his head in my hand. (Remember, my hand is comfort to him). I have an old pic that I will try to find and post.
Rover doesn't like a lot of noise, he is pretty laid back, on "talk" when something is wrong like his litter box is dirty or their is not enough food in his bowl, or his feet are dirty. Oh yes, the Vet hates it there and "yells" while he is there. He will hold onto my neck when I take him.
When Rov was just a lad he of course was neutered but then he kept having urinary infections...over and over so I had a PU surgery done on him. He has to eat special food for life now.
He doesn't understand "here kitty, kitty"...he will come when you call his name only.
The "Family Members" shown on the page are some of my cousins too. Only Wishey, Smoochie, Reyndie, Dante, and Tiffy live in Tennessee with me. The other family members are my cousins that live in Florida.
Bio: October 11, 2007
We went to the doctor this morning. I hadn't been eating for a couple of months and had lost a lot of weight. Mommy tried to feed me everything.....all my favorite stuff, but I just turned up my nose. Yes, I was telling her I didn't feel good. I have had this oversized stuffed dog that was my "girlfurriend". I would play with her on the bed and even cover her up and then lay with her....mommy KNEW I wasn't feeling good when I quit playing with her.
I started hiding in the closet and throwing up a lot while mommy was gone to Ft. Bragg to see my daddy. Mommy just thought I was mad at her for leaving but took me to the doctor anyway. They said Ihad an impaction so they gave me an enema....YUCK....I hated that cause I am sooooo clean but didn't feel like cleaning myself. I didn't want to eat anything....well, I actually did want to but I always threw up when I went to poop so it wasn't fun eating anymore. Every week I had to go back to the doctor.....I would yelll and yellll and mommy would have to stay cause the vet techs were scared to try to get me out of the cage. Mommy would laugh cause I was always such a good boy for her.
I had blood work, fluids, x-rays, etc. each time....then they saw a "mass" in my small intestines. I guess they hoped it was just poop and tried to get it to pass. Well....I could have told them it wouldn't pass. Finally the doctors said we should think about surgery to "explore" the mass. Ok, I was ok with the surgery thing until Dr. Madonia said if the "mass" was bad and they couldn't fix it that mommy should think about not waking me up from surgery. WHAT....NOT WAKE ME UP?? This is not what I had planned!! This was NOT part of the deal. I was suppose to have the surgery on Wednesday the 10th but mommy woke up realllllly early and called the doctor and said I wasn't coming. That day we did a lot of talking....mommy begged me to eat....she tried everything...peanut butter which I love, chili, chicken, bread, even lemon cake....nothing!!
I normally slept with mommy with my head in her hand. She would rub my neck or my head and lay her head on my back and go to sleep. Sometimes I would move her hand so she covered my eyes while I slept.
On Wednesday night mommy took a lot of pictures of me.....I hate pictures but that night I actually LET her take them. We did a LOT of talking and she told me Tiffy and Tiffy's furriends would be at the Bridge to welcome me IF I had to go. She told me what a good boy I was and how much she loved me. She thanked me for being her bestest buddy for 11 1/2 years!! When mommy went to bed on Wednesday I went and slept with her for a few minutes. I gave her butterfly kisses and let her lay her head on my back while I had my head in her hand. I knew it would be for the last time and even though I didn't feel like it, I did it for mommy.
On Thursday the 11th we got up really early and at 8:15 (mommy waited until the last minute) she picked me up in a reallllly soft towel and took me down the stairs to the basement. I didn't want to go, but I knew I had to. I was sooo skinny. Mommy held me in her lap as normal while driving (it wsn't far) I looked out the window and only yelled Owwwww a couple of times. When we went in nice girls told us to go to the room....it was room #2 that day. I loved sitting on the table there...it was nice and cool. Mommy again talked to me about "things" ....she was praying the "mass" was fixable. She held my head and looked into my face and talked to me while I got the "sleepy shot " for surgery. The doctor asked mommy what her phone number was so she could call her.....right....mommy said she would be IN HER CAR OUTSIDE EVEN IF IT TOOK ALLLLL DAY!! Dr. Davis said she would do my surgery first.
At approx. 8:45 she came to the car and just shook her head to mommy. Mommy said a couple of bad words and the doctor hugged her. The pretty doctor told mommy that it was cancer and had spread to my colon and liver. It was bad. She took mommy in the back door of the office and straight into the operating room where I was. Mommy got to stay and talk to me for a longggg time. She rubbed my paws and my face and chest. She told me how much she loved me again and reminded me that Tiffy would be there to meet me. THEN Dr. Davis came with the "final" shot. I went to the Bridge with mommy loving on me.
I got my WINGS this week thanks to Puppie and I think I saw mommy smile for the first time in a week. She says the wings have helped her!! I love my new wings and am even going down and flapping them on her causing a nice breeze when she takes a break yesterday and today.
I wish mommy could stop crying....she did allll she could for me and I love her so much for being so brave. I feel better now and can eat and eat and eat without throwing up. I am with furriends now. Mommy said even daddy was sad and he and I didn't even get along. My Nana is very sad too...she wants to send me a rosette but she can't. I KNOW she loves me too...I got to be her buddy when she and Mama Sue were at my house paining a lonnng time ago. She even called us every night that last few days and left us a message on the machine while mommy was at work to make us feel better. She even told mommy to "spare no expense" to make me well.....I wonder why we can't just buy "well" someplace. It would be a great seller.
Mommy, please stop crying!! I am ok...I miss you too but don't worry...I will be waiting for you at the Bridge when you come!
Your special buddy,
Rover xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo xoxoxoxoxoxox
October 25, 2007
THIS IS A MESSAGE A FURRIEND GOT IN THEIR MAIL.....I THINK IT COULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN TO ME FROM MY BUDDY ROVER:
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I know what you're thinking. You think I'm dead. Because you cannot see me with your human eye, cannot feel me, with your hands or hold me in your arms. You think I am gone forever. You recall how I looked when I left this place and you cannot remotely imagine that I could possibly be alive in another place.
You are racked and torn by the pain of our separation and it blinds you to that which is right in front of you ... me.
How many times since I left your immediate sight have you been told that I'm dead and you should "get over it"... How many times have you
cried yourself to sleep because you feel like an outcast, believing you're supposed to get over me because that's what people say is normal... but somehow you can't and no one seems to understand? How many times have you put yourself through such excruciating pain because you aren't willing to consider that I am not, by any means, dead.
I want you to do me a favour and go back in time with me. Remember the glorious day I came into your home- was I not the most intriguing creature you'd ever met? Did I not make you laugh and giggle? Did I not look at you with such adoration that you wanted nothing
more than to spend the rest of your life with me? I wanted this too.
Remember the days when I was in my prime and we did many things together. You were so proud of me! I was a good friend and I took
care of you when you cried, were angry or felt down and unhappy. When you didn't have a lot of time for me because of your obligations, I waited patiently for you. I was always there when you needed me. Did I not look at you with such acceptance and patience that at times you felt perhaps a bit unworthy? You were never
unworthy in my eyes.
Remember when age crept up on me, my bones became stiff and my movements slower. Still I met you at the door when you came home and
followed you around the house. We'd been together for so long, I was your very best friend regardless of what you were doing, saying,
thinking. Did I not look at you with such kindness and understanding that you felt overwhelmed? I couldn't get enough of you.
Remember the last time we saw each other with earthly eyes? You tried to be brave but I knew you were crying ... I know you so well. Better
than anyone else in the whole world. Did I not look at you with such pure trust and love that you yearned only to hold me close and keep
me with you always? Did you not promise that you would love me forever? I believed you. If this is so then why have you let me go by thinking I no longer exist?
Remember the depth in my eyes all those times I looked at you with adoration, acceptance, patience, trust and love. Who created this
depth and love? Would the Creator diminish the song of our laughter which was created in the name of love? I am no longer an earthly
figure, this is true. My body was only part of who I really am. My body would have been but a mere shell on earth if it were not filled to overflowing with my soul, my spirit, my loving light.
When we met you thought I was cute, sweet, pretty and adorable. But what kind of relationship would we have had if this is all that I'd been? How could you have loved me if I'd had no spiritual substance? We are all made up of energy which resides far deep down inside of
us, it is our core, our soul, spirit and loving light. It is the energy that is all of life ... it has no beginning, it has no end. It simply is and always will be and without it there is no life. You
can't see it with the naked eye nor can you hold it in your hand, it is simply a certain knowing that this energy does exist. It's a knowing just as you know that our love existed on earth -
you couldn't see our love in a solid sense, you couldn't gather it all up and confine it to one place. But you *knew* it existed. There
was no doubt in your mind.They demand you get over me, insisting that I'm dead and you'll never see me again because animals don't go to
Heaven. Oh really? I'm here to tell you different. You were worthy of my love and undying devotion on earth as I was of yours. Do you
really believe this love would be snatched from us *forever* by a loving Creator simply because I wasn't human? Was I not a living, breathing creation with personality? How could I have been so if I didn't possess the energy of soul, spirit and loving light? And if this energy is and always will be, then how can it be that I am
dead? If my core is not of the energy that is all of life then I was never alive to begin with.
But you know better.You cry because you miss me, this I understand. I miss you too - I miss the belly rubs, hugs and kisses that we shared.
But life does go on beyond these wonderful, fulfilling physical connections. I came to this place to live a whole new life, not because I didn't love you anymore or because I wanted something better. I came here because it was time for me to go to the next phase of my existence, something all living creatures must do eventually. It is the normal progression of life. I was not taken away from you because you cannot take away that which was never
owned. My presence in your life was and is a gift to be cherished and honoured just as I cherish and honour you.
Life is not simply about being born into a body, living a certain number of years and then dying. Energy cannot die. We are blessed with time in a body so that we can learn, share and grow. It prepares us for the next phase of our eternal life. The body holds within it the true life force of our existence ...our soul, spirit and loving
light. Without these our bodies would be empty, blank, void of feeling and expression. Without our energy we would indeed be dead and could never have experienced our love for each other.
You say that all you have left are memories. Not so. You see, when I took leave of my earthly body I left a little something behind for
you. You can't touch it, hold it or examine it. For what I left behind is far too uninhibited for confinement. I left behind a piece of my soul. I placed it right next to your own which is quite fitting as we were always side by side in our earthly life together. I love you too much to have left you with nothing but memories which tend to fade and grow cloudy as the years go by. I love you too much to have vanished without a trace. How selfish it would be of me to remove
love and light from your life.I understand your tears, each one you shed is testament to your love for me and I am honoured and humbled.
But don't forget the good things we shared -
remember and smile. This is an honour for me as well. And when you need me I will be here. Close your eyes, relax, take slow, deep
breaths and picture me in your mind. Shut off the world and your notions of what death is and give me a chance. Look for the subtle signs I send you. Don't stop being proud of me, I am a friend to be proud of, I am still your friend and soul mate. Don't memorialise the death of my body but instead honour and celebrate my never-ending life for it is eternal and forever as is my love for you.
Until we meet again...
Oh Rov, I miss you so much. You were/are my heart kitty! As much as I love Wishey, you were just special. You needed me...you wouldn't have survived without me. You loved only me...I WAS your Mommy.
I will never forgive myself for thinking you were playing sick while I was gone to see Danny at Ft. Bragg. I really thought you were just mad because I had left. I am so so so sorry. I thought you were just protesting my leaving and that's why you weren't eating. You KNOW had I ever imagined that I would have taken you to the doctor way before my birthday that year.
I did everything possible to keep you here...you know that, right? When you passed I got the tattoo and I got the heart necklace that has your hair in it (also now has the hair of Dante and Tiffy too)...I have not taken it off in 7 years. I touch it when I'm having a bad day or when I just need to feel you all and know you are still with me. (Though I will take it off and leave it here when we go to London later this year...don't want to lose it while out of the country).
You have an amazing life full of adventures at The Bridge now. You have a wonderful roommate...Fancy Pants could not be any better of a furriend to you. And you are the best Uncle ever to the boys.
It's interesting how every baby I have and have had has been special in their own way. Tiffy and Dante....wouldn't have traded them for anything in the world. I miss them terribly too. And Wish and the girls....I would be lost without them in my life right now!!!!!
Rov, I miss the way you would lay in my lap like a baby and reach up and touch my cheek when I wasn't feeling good. You just knew. I will always treasure our memories.
I love you...I miss you....you were/are my heart kitty !!!!!!
*The party is just now winding down! The boys are giving everybody hugs and thanking the cousins for all their help. Tomorrow will probably be spent organizing all the pictures Tiffy took, and getting them framed to give some to Rov. Rov is thanking everybody for all the fun day and gifts they gave him. He especially liked the big basket of treats and catnip toys that Tiffy fixed up for him! They look out front and see Jake & Winston with the carriage, to take everybody home! The boys thought of everything!! They run and hug Aunt Gussie and thank her for the beautiful, delicious birthday cake she brought. Rov is even taking some of it home with him!*
*The boys have had so much fun all afternoon with the party! They got the biggest kick out of it when the bucket of confetti poured out on Rov’s head when he and Fancy Pants walked in!! And of course Tiffy got tons of pictures! All the cousins loved getting to help out, and Gussie’s birthday cake was a big hit! Rov was really surprised, too! Fancy Pants did a good job of getting him there. Now everybody is just sitting around, enjoying watching the kids play and the adults get to visit. Even Dante and Suzette & Muffin showed up for the party! Of course, Biscuit was off on his honeymoon, but he sent birthday greetings anyway!*
*Rov is having such a good time at his party. He was surprised to find out the little nieces and nephews did most of the work of planning and decorating. He loves those little ones so much. And Fancy Pants.....man, he falls for it every year. He just trusts Fancy Pants so much. MOL....It has been a fantastic day. Rov is so glad it was pretty down on earth today. He remembers the day he was born and found on the deck....it was in the middle of an ice storm. He remembers his Mom putting him on a heating pad in a box on top of the dresser. TIffy thought he was her baby. It was cute.
Rov knows his Mom remembers that day clearly. It was a good day 18 years ago. Nope, she'll never forget and will always love !!!!
Happy Happy Birthday, Son. I love you so much and miss you every single day.