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The morning after ...

Fugu ... Crossed the Rainbow Bridge Wed.

I took Fugu into the vet Wed because his coat was doing poorly, he was
not eating, he had been suffering from ataxia for a couple of days, and
his litterbox habits were off.

The vet discovered low liver enzyme counts, anemia, low/normal liver
function, with a diagnosis of a congenital portosystemic shunt.
Although the liver was functioning at normal/low values, the blood was
not filtering through it thus causing the toxins to buiild up in his
blood, anemia, and jaundice. The probability of neurologic damage was
high and because of his weight, age and size of his veins I was given
about a 60% chance that a $5000-$10,000 surgery would even fix the
problem. The doctor at the referral only emergency clinic in chesapeake
gave me very realistic odds, and I was grateful for her candor.

I am distressed to say that the decision was made to save him prolonged
suffering and he was put to rest on Wednesday, September 5th, 2007. I
need to tell you that he was loved more than imaginable. He was the
perfect cat. He loved me as much as I loved him, and I am extremely
distraught at the decision I was required to make. He was only with us
for 2 months, but they were the fullest two months ever. My heart and
my home belonged to Fugu and they are now empty. I miss him more than I
could have imagined. We slept together and sat together and ate
together and ... he was my constant companion.

FINALLY --- MEEEOOOOOOOOW!!!

My parents left me alone for a whole week. How scary. I had a neighbor stop in but he saw ants and was afraid!! Afraid of ants how sad. Anyway ... my folks are home and I'm no worse for wear. I pooped in the litter box and ate my food and drank my water ... what more could they ask for? I'm so happy they're home I'm gonna go and play with their toes now.

Until next time!

Fugu

Feral Kitties

You know ... I was lost in a big big world. I had made my home in an abandoned house with no food and no water. I had no one to call my own ... I was alone and I was scared. Thankfully the kind people of Virginia Siamese Rescue took me in and cared for me until I found my meowmy. I've been thinking of all the other kitties out there not as lucky as I am ... and I found this poem ... Say a prayer for all the lonely kitties out there. It isn't their fault that they're out there.

A PRAYER FOR ALL THE STREET KITTIES
Copyright 1997, S L Smith

From kittenhood you lived your life upon unforgiving streets,
Tough existence for a cat, though you never asked for peace,
And now all I can offer you is the needle's final peace.

Think of a world where every litter's planned,
Where every cat is wanted in every town and land,
Why are so many homeless? It's hard to understand

Why every shelter in the land is full of surplus cats and strays,
Praying for adoption within their seven days,
Accusing us of negligence in each compelling feline gaze.

If I took you to a shelter you wouldn't stand a chance
When even cuddly kitties don't get a second glance;
And you just growl and hiss and spit while they all purr and prance.

I hope that God understands why I cannot offer more,
Than a filling bowl of cat food placed outside my door,
And a blanket in the garage so you can rest your weary paws.

You are too wild a spirit to live inside with me,
You need my protection, but you still need to be free,
To neuter and to nurture, that is my responsibility.

And now you're old the time has come to bring you final rest,
That you let me pick you up at last, I feel that I am blessed,
Though I know it's just because you're too weak to resist.

I pray that God has mercy on me and will understand,
That for his wild creature I've done the best I can,
And loved you from a distance, my wild street kitty friend.

For all the other kitties that live upon the street,
I pray someone will neuter them and give them food to eat,
And a helping hand right at the end to ease them into sleep.


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