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Coloration: Orange & White Tabby
Likes: being on my lap
Pet-Peeves: the other cats and dogs in the house
Favorite Toy: too old to play
Favorite Nap Spot: my lap, in the sun
Favorite Food: milk from my cereal bowl
Skills: being as well as she is at almost 20
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: Cruel people who were known to throw cats in the river and leave some of their pets with broken limbs crawling around had this kitten. We took her.
Our other cat, Fuzzy, wasn't too crazy about Peaches. They divided up their property. Fuzzy was MY cat and Peaches was my husband's cat. When we divorced in 2004, husband didn't want her. Meanwhile, Fuzzy had passed and I now had those two wild kittens. In the remaining years, Peaches really bonded with me. This made her passing that much harder on me but I'm sure made her golden years quite nice for her. She would never fail to give you a cute little meow when you touched her. She loved being touched and petted.
When Peaches was young and in for a check up, the vet commented "What a bright eyed cat!" He was a very good vet. I'm sad to say, for unknown reasons, he committed suicide. I'll never forget how wonderful he was with my pets and his comment about Peaches. "What a bright eyed cat!"
Bio: Peaches suffered a stroke and was rendered paralyzed at 2am on May 14th, 2007. She was resting comfortably in bed with me for the rest of the night. She was put down at 10am on May 14th, 2007. She was alert and purring and cuddling with me (and eating grass that I snuck in with me) right up to the last second. It was the toughest thing that I've ever had to do, but I think it was right for my Peaches.
I'm 46, but I grew up a lot today. Good thing as I have 4 other animals that I love and care for. Communicating with other animal lovers helps a lot (thanks Karyn and catsters). This is where I learned that to hell with worrying about crying your eyes out, you BE THERE, with your pet, while he/she gets the injection. It was a gentle passing thanks to modern medicine and vet clinics that understand and do their best to make these horrible things easier on all of us.
Goodbye Bright Eyes. You will be missed.
Forums Motto: Bright Eyes
The Groups I'm In: ♥ Angel Circle of Love for Simba ♥, ****PURRS AND WOOFS FOR THE MISSING****, ♥ Chatty Cats ♥ , ♥A TEAM♥, **Tabbies With 'Tudes** , =^..^=Angel Cats=^..^=, Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, DOGS AND CATS SHORES, For the Love of Cats and Dogs, in memory of cats/dogs, Navin and Buds, Olde Furts, Orangie Girls, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Rest In Peace Pets, Silly Sab Stories, Tall Cat Tales, The (Endless) Summer of Scooter, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^
The Last Forum I Posted In: My friend Tyler needs purrs
Us Canadians have it earlier in the year. We don't know why. We think we should all celebrate it on the same day. But anyhow, we have many, many American friends so it feels like Thanksgiving for us today too.
I am thankful to have so many friends and be remembered.
I was named Catsters Cat of the Day on Thursday.
Our mailbox was FULL of all of my good friends giving me congratulations. And my page is overflowing with gifts. I am so happy! It took Mom until now to read all of my mail We tried to send personal pmails to everyone who wrote to me. We must have missed many because Mom could not keep up. She is working a ten day marathon, trying to nurse Lobo back to health, give Squirrel proper attention and take care of baby Kitcat.
And then, our wonderful, good friend, Tyler, passed away. That was a huge blow to anyone who knew him and his family. I have to admit that I am a bit selfish in thinking that I get to meet him here at the bridge! Instead of feeling really sad for his family. Of course I do feel bad for his family but I am anxious to give him some of my famous nose kisses. Lucky is also anxious to meet him.
I cannot express properly how wonderful you have all made me feel ... how you made this little old cat from the middle of nowhere feel so special.
Love,
Peaches
When we were together, Lucky used to follow me everywhere I went and try and sleep next to me. I know she missed me a lot when I passed over two years ago now. I sure didn't want her to hurry to the bridge to be with me again! But she did, and now she is here.
It is a mystery as to how she died. Someone asked about poison? There is nowhere that she would have had access to any. She is an indoor cat and the outdoor cat run is fully enclosed. When Mom left the house in the morning, Lucky had already been outside and come back in and begged for her Fancy Feast treat. Her second helping of the morning. So she had her fill of that while Squirrel, who also came back in the house, waited for her turn. They shared the can. When Mom left, Lucky had gone for her usual nap in Mom's bed.
Strange things have crossed Mom's mind, like maybe a rattle snake got her in the cat run? A black widow spider? But wouldn't she have already been showing signs of distress when she came back in the house? It was about 45 minutes after she came in before Mom left.
Mom is hoping and praying it was a sudden heart attack or stroke or something like that.
We are very worried about how Squirrel will handle the loss of Lucky. They have been together since birth.
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