Tigger (In Loving Memory)


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Sex: Female   Weight: 5 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Miss Priss, Priss, Chicken legs,

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Coloration:
Tabby

Likes:
She likes to sleep, she likes string, she likes to give the evil stare to the other kiddos, and she likes to show affection right when I'm about to leave. She's notorious for bad timing

Pet-Peeves:
she doesn't like being interrupted by another kiddo during mommy time

Favorite Toy:
the scratch post covered in rope that's on the floor. she loves to roll all over it

Favorite Nap Spot:
In mommy's sleeping place.

Favorite Food:
Canned science diet

Skills:
the abilitly to run and prance like a ballerinia.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
she came the same way her brother, Stinker, did. Sunday. June 8, 2008. 6:30pm If you've read Tigger's diary entry that was done at 12pm today you will see what has been wrong her lately. I, Tigger's mommy, was at work when that was written. I got home at 5:30. Checked in on her gave her some love and went to eat dinner. 6:30 my husband calls me into the bedroom. Tigger had taken a complete nose dive in health. She was struggling to breathe. It was bad. We quickly got dressed and called the emergency vet. They were there. The short drive over was horrible. She couldn't breathe at all. She was twisting around in her carrier. I opened it and rubbed her and talked to her. She kept turning over and looking at me. With begging eyes. Just before we got there. She finally calmed down some. She just laid there with her head in my hands. But she was still breathing really labored. I ran inside with her. She had come unwound again. I just ran in and told them she couldn't breathe. They took her from me. We told them what her issue was. They could see and hear what our vet had heard. The emergency vet talked to us about keeping her in an oxygen tank over night and they would tap and drain fluid again. But since she had that done Wednesday night and four days later turned bad so suddenly, it was just buying time once again. We made the decision. I signed to have them take my baby girl away. They put her under surgical anesthesia b/c she could barely breathe so she would be comfortable. We were there when they made her heart stop. It was so fast. I keep feeling regret. Rash decisions in such hectic manner. I had her since I was 12. I feel like a little girl again. I haven't had to do this before. It tears at my heart so bad. My husband too. All we can do is love on the others. And know she feels better now. Even though she suffered for such a short time, at least it was only a short time. We'll see her again. My Priss has gone over the Rainbow.

Forums Motto:
I'm Mommy's Miss Priss

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May 14th 2007 More than 2 years!

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Catster Id:
540840

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My last days


I have gone over the Rainbow


June 8th 2008 10:12 pm
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My time is over. At 7:30 pm today my life here on earth has completed. My life over the Rainbow has begun. I wait for my family. I'll watch over my family.


It's ending.


June 8th 2008 12:11 pm
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My time here is ending soon. I didn't think I'd leave this early. I'm not even 14 yet. Mommy and Daddy took great care of me. But even doing everything right can't compete with God's will.

I haven't been breathing very well for over two months. It's been getting harder and harder. Mommy thought it's because I was over heated since the air conditioner wasn't working right. She took me to the vet for what she calls "old kitty blood work" Everything was okay. At that time my mommy had noticed the breathing issue for only a week. It wasn't that bad. Since then it's been worse. Mommy didn't have money to take me to the vet again yet.

I was scared last week. I kept feeling like something was in my chest and throat. Like I just had to get it out. I kept trying to throw up but nothing came out. Mommy was scared and made the appointment anyway. Luckily she got something from the government that helped pay for it. She told me it was tim-you-luss.

The night before the vet was really scary. I was making very loud howling and meowing sounds and was hacking and trying to throw up that lump in my chest. I couldn't do it. After a while I finally gave up and laid down to sleep. Mommy and daddy were very very frightened. Mommy video recorded it in case the vet needed it.

We went the next day. My x-rays showed nothing. Meaning I was so filled with fluid they could barely see my ribs. I lost a pound. Mommy agreed to have the Dr. release the fluid. He couldn't let me sleep. He was too afraid I'd never wake up. I was awake for it. I stayed still for him and for my mommy and daddy.

More x-rays. Dr. couldn't get much out. He said it was "kile" fluid. But I dont' have an infection. The x-rays didn't look good. My ribs and intestines were there. He couldn't see my heart. He saw two very light outlines of something dark where my heart is supposed to be. He said he couldn't drain much fluid because something was in the way. He tried and tried but he only got 5% of the fluid that was inside me.

My lungs are smothered. I can't breathe well anymore. Surgury will for sure kill me. Cortison shots might buy some time but mommy doesn't want to be selfish. She keeps asking me to tell her when I'm ready to go. But I don't know how to tell her. And I don't know if I'm ready. Mommy keeps saying she's not ready to make this big decision.

I've been with my mommy since she was a little girl. She so upset. My brother keeps hissing at me. My friends keep checking on me. Even Indy is watching over me. She and I usually fight. But not anymore.

Mommy wishes she didn't have to make this decision yet. But the Dr. said if she doesn't, I'll suffer more and more towards the end. Sometimes I feel okay. I perk up and love on mommy a teeny bit. But I get too tired and just lay down where I am.

Mommy said she was supposed to buy me a house first. And that I was to make the decision as to when I would leave the earth. And when she found me she would cry with joy that I went to see the rest of her family that has gone over the rainbow. But things never turn out the way we plan, mommy says.

I love my mommy and daddy and my family. But I don't know what to tell her or how to tell her what to do. But don't delay the inevitable. Medicine will only buy short time. This is my end.

I probably won't be able to write again. But I know mommy will check on my page often. I will wait for her and my family. For me it will be a blink of the eye until I see them all again. But it will be a long time for my mommy and daddy. But I know they will never ever forget me. Daddy tells mommy I will be watched over by his daddy. I hope so. I can't wait to meet him.

Mommy's crying again. I need to get up and make her feel better.
This is my end. My rainbow is coming.


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