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Squirrel's Adventures

Lobo, my dog, wrote this thank you for us ...

Hello to all of our friends.
We are overwhelmed by all of the kindness shown by all of you. We received over 300 emails and gifts and comments for our dear Lucky. We are sorry that Mom was in no shape to communicate any further during this time. It was all she could do to help Squirrel along and read all of the wonderful and supportive messages from all of our friends through her tears. It is still hard for Squirrel and Mom to accept that Lucky is gone. Plus, she was still trying to help me deal with Tasha’s passing.
We don’t think it will be possible to thank all of you individually. Just please know that we read and appreciated every word, gift and kind thought from all of you. We had friends give us their personal emails and phone numbers even! Mom really appreciated that but couldn’t even talk to her own family about it. She is still trying to sort out her feeling and cannot speak about Lucky without crying. She just now phoned and left a message for her ex-husband about it, as he was her husband when she found the kittens and loves them too.
We will never know for sure but it seems like Lucky passed from a heart condition. It is the only thing that makes sense. Thinking that gives Mom some degree of comfort. Plus, knowing that the night before, Lucky came for her usual cuddles at bedtime and was her usual self in the morning. She even gave Squirrel a little chase and later came for a second helping of their Fancy Feast treat. There was no warning or signs of her being ill or in distress. She probably passed within an hour after Mom left the house.
It is impossible to express properly to all of you how wonderful you all are for taking the time to let us know how much you care. Right from the short little messages to the those who set up the candle pages, and from the ones who set up the photo in honor of Lucky, to those that gave rosettes and offered their personal information in order to help my Mom. We honestly have looked at and read every one of those. It involved a fresh set of tears from Mom, but they were tears of gratitude. She is thankful for each and every one of you who recognized how special our gentle little wildcat Lucky was. And is.
Love,
Lobo,
on behalf of Mom, Squirrel and all of our angels

My letter after being named Chatty Cat of the Week...

Libby, Zoey, everyone... Thank you so much!
We had to double check that it was me because we have a friend that looks just like me named Squirrel. And she would be a worthy recipient.

As some of you know, we are in a bit of shock over losing our girl Tasha. Tasha was a fixture at our house. She was 15 and healthy dog right up until she got taken down by degenerative myelopathy. The hardest part about that was it was up to Mom as to when it was time. Not an easy thing to do. Tasha was also a cancer survivor. She had a great quality of life right up to these last days.
Luckily, Mom has a few days off to grieve and help Lobo grieve. He is very lost without his best buddy, Tasha. She is not sure how he will cope while she is at work for those long shifts.

The other thing that has happened in our family was the release of Lucky and my website. That was a labour of love from Mom to us. We received wonderful comments from all of our Catster friends. In case you missed it, this is the link:
http://www.lvshost.com/users/Pickles/build3/kittens-h ome.html

Well, I guess I am living up to being a Chatty Cat!

Love you all and Mom and I want to thank you so much for your love and support.
Squirrel

Update on our May Mouse

Well, yesterday Mom set up her "Mousemaster" humane mousetrap at the top of the stairs. Lucky and I stayed up all night hunting. While Mom was sleeping we were working real hard. When she woke up, Lucky and I were both sleeping in our loft bed. She knew we were tired because we didn't get up right away for our Fancy Feast treat. I eventually came to the kitchen but Lucky was too tired. So Mom brought her breakfast in bed! Then, I casually walked over to the mousetrap and said, "By the way, the mouse is in here." as I tapped it with my paw. Mom couldn't believe it. She walked over to look and just caught a glimpse of its tail as it hid. Then she brought it outside and opened it up. The stupid mouse would not come out. It has two places to hide in the trap and when Mom would try and shake it out, it would just dart over into the other hiding place. So she just left it on the ground and went back in the house. From there, we watched it take its sweet time coming out. Three times it jumped out into the grass then ran right back into the trap. Finally, it realized that the coast was clear and in ran into some thick bushes.
Mom is really happy about us having herded the mouse right into the trap. So it was a happy ending for all of us.
Squirrel & Lucky