Blue (Our hearts are broken)

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Home:Philapaw, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 11 lbs.

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Bluey, Blue Moon, Boo Boo, BlueyCat

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

December 10th 1997

Blue Point

being able to lounge on a soft piece of furniture with no interruptions

He hates new people, going to the vet and being chased by the dogs

Favorite Toy:
balls with bells, catnip mice

Favorite Nap Spot:
the sofa in the master bedroom

Favorite Food:
canned tuna, Temptation treats

He's especially good at standing on his hind legs, he can balance pretty well, giving a 'High 5"


Arrival Story:
Bluey was 1 in a litter of 6 males, born to my uncle's cats. I originally got him for a student of mine whose cat had been run over and wasn't expected to live. He did survive and I got Bluey!

Blue was the only blue point in his litter, but they all had blue eyes. Bluey looks and is serious the majority of the time, but he does enjoy a good old fashioned boxing match with his daddy! His specialty is the one-two swipe!

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The Last Forum I Posted In:
Angels Amongst Us

I've Been On Catster Since:
January 22nd 2007 More than 10 years!

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Thank you All

August 5th 2007 8:22 am
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This is Bluey's human family (Reet, Scott and Tori):

We'd like to say thank you to everyone who sent such loving support, kind words and purrs/prayers to our Blue.

He came into my life(Reet) by default and I never once thought he should be anywhere else. I had severe allergies to him, but with meds and time, we passed that small obstacle. Our previous home had a small fenced in yard where Blue would go out with the dogs and sunbath while I hung laundry. On more than one occasion, he would growl at people coming up the driveway!
When he was very young, he liked to hide and jump out, looking like Frankenstein's monster, walking on his hind legs, front paws outstretched!
He couldn't stand my mother and hated new people coming into the house.
He warmed up to Scott pretty quickly, although there were a few growling/hissing moments at first.
Once, while he was on the stairs and I was cleaning below him, he grabbed my head with his paws and bit me so hard on my head, he drew blood! I gave up cleaning for the day right then and there and played with him!
Even though he acted aloof most of the time, he was particularly friendly during mealtimes. It was Blue's hobby to help himself to at least one item off our plates. Oddly enough, it was usually tomatoes or broccoli. We were well trained in taking bits of food from our dishes, cutting them up and putting them in the center of the table for him.
If we were lucky to have Blue grace us with his presence at bedtime, he would take up more room than any of the dogs!
Bluey had a great fondness for lounging in Scott's lap as long as Scott was on the sofa.
He especially liked sleeping on our bed during the day and strangely enough, none of the other cats ever bothered him.
Bluey knew what he liked, didn't like and we did, too!
We used to sing to him "What's new, BlueyCat? Whoa, whoa, whoa" to the Tom Jones song.
He would sit on the dining room table and wait to one of us to go by. Then he would stand straight up and 'box' with us. He especially liked doing this to Scott. He had a great one-two swipe!
He was fond of catnip, but it only made him 'dreamy'.
He was attentive and clever enough to know that whenever someone was having a cup of tea or a bowl of cereal, he was getting some milk or creamer. If the tea kettle boiled, he was right there, waiting.
He would sit on the table and watch you eat your cereal, waiting for you to slide the bowl to him for the remainder of milk.
He had us well-trained and we were only too happy to be so.
We were so lucky to have known him like we did, blessed to have lived with him and the most fortunate to be loved by him.

He was and always will be, our beautiful boy.


My passing to the bridge

August 4th 2007 4:51 pm
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I was in the bathroom all day and hadn't moved much.
Mommy came in and told me that she knows how much I loved being out in the garden. So she placed me on a towel and took me outside. I was lying across her lap, being outside was so nice.
Mommy asked me if I would like to go for a walk. So she held me like a baby in the towel and we walked along the flower beds. It was nice being there just the 2 of us. Mommy was talking about how she and I would walk along the flowers when I wanted to. She started telling me about the different flowers and I tensed my body. Mommy kissed me on the top of head and told me to 'let go. It's okay'. She told me she loved me and that I was her beautiful boy. I made a few noises, took several very labored breaths, the whole time being held and told that I was loved. Mommy called Daddy and my human sister Tori.
They came out, hugged and kissed me, telling me how much they love me.
Mommy wrapped me in a clean white towel, saying prayers and calling me her "beautiful boy".

They placed my body in our flower bed, where I liked to be the most.

I had a good life, with a family who loved me and understood me.
Mommy and Daddy said that no matter what they may have done for me, I gave them 9 years of unbelievable happiness and joy. I was their Bluey.


Saturday afternoon/evening

August 4th 2007 2:46 pm
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I've set up camp in the large bathroom. Mommy put a fan in there and I've positioned myself under the breeze.
She has been giving me water and occasionally washes my face and neck with a warm, wet cloth.
Friends, I am weak and haven't moved from my spot. My family has been very good about taking turns being with me. I hear them and respond by flopping my tail when they speak. They are treating me as they did while I was healthy. I am not made to do anything I don't want to and they are respecting me even though it upsets them so to see me like this.

Again, thank you for the wonderful energy and love.


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