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Always loved, always remembered

Good Mews! Good Mews!

My furriends, I've missed you so! Some of you may remember that my Mum built a boarding facility on our Earth property in my memory called Shelby's Eden Pet Resort. Well, over the Summer, things got out of control! So many people called for boarding. My Mum has literally run herself ragged trying to keep up with a stressful full-time job as office manager at the local animal shelter, taking care of our 23 rescued animals at the Earth home, and trying to run Shelby's Eden. Well, she has finally reached the point of collapse! It's OK though, cause in just two short weeks, she will step down as Bookkeeper/office manager, and will cut back to only 12 - 16 hours at the shelter as Bookeeper only! Gee! that's practically retirement! Anyway, she promised that she would spend time on me and my needs from Rainbow Bridge, and give me my voice back. I will speak to all of you soon!!
Love from above,
Shelby

Chapter 41 - My Memoirs Continued...............

The Summer continued, our routine pretty much the same most days. Every now and then, StepDad would take a vacation day, and they would go off somewhere together. Mum never left me fur very long, a few hours at most. I’d hear the garage door open, and she’d be into the house in a flash…..searching…..finding me…..making sure that I was OK. Only then would she return to the car to get her purse and any packages they may have. I loved packages, there was usually something in them fur me. Mostly though, I just wanted to go outside. I hated that I had to stay in the house when they were gone. Sometimes, she would put me in the room with the rescue kits deciding that I would rather share their enclosure than be cooped up inside.

I loved it outside, and couldn’t wait to get out there each morning, but Mum made me stick to the routine, meaning my medications etc. first, and she never wavered from it. Not one time did she ever forget my medications. About 5:00 am she’d feed the kits, and scoop the litter boxes inside and outside in the cat enclosure. Then I would get weighed, and she’d write it down on my daily medication chart. I would first get my slippery elm bark syrup on an empty stomach followed ten minutes later by a few syringes of Earth’s Best organic turkey and vegetable baby food cause she didn’t want me to still have an empty stomach when I got my pills. The pills were given to me from a tiny crockery dish that was used only fur that purpose. In the center of the little dish was a big pat of soft butter. The pills were dipped in the yummy butter. One was really big, the Azodyl. I’d get that one first followed by my benezapril, my renafood, my flagyl to keep the inflammation down in my bowels, my lasix to keep the fluids from getting to my heart, and of course my multi-vitamin. She would chase the pills with a few more syringes of the baby food, just to make sure they went down OK. Next, she mixed my special supplements with more of the baby food. She emptied the powder from the capsules of L-Carnitine, and L-Arginine, my B-Complex, my selenium, and my Co-Q10, and squeezed the oil from the capsules of fish oil, vitamin E oil, and oil of primrose. After she syringed that stuff into me, then I got my first sub-q session of the day. Some days I had to get my injection of Procrit to keep my red blood cells at the level that they needed to be so I wouldn’t be anemic again. Then Woo Hoo! I was free until 5:00 pm!

I did whatever I felt like while she got my food ready for the day. Into the food she’d put my phosphorous binder, and the bovine colostrum powder that helped keep my immune system doing good. By now I’d discovered the old chicken coop, and that would be where I spent most of my day. For whatever reason, Mum couldn’t figure it out, it was my lounging place of choice. Of course, I’d start out in the orchard under the peach tree while she watered, but most of the time, I’d head to the chicken coop before she was done. She was confident now that I was safe in the confines of the chain link and I was left alone to do as I pleased. Finally, she’d stopped following me! Of course don’t think she didn’t check on me every 15 or 20 minutes MOL! Later, If she went in the pool like she usually did, then I’d most likely follow her and hang out in the pool house, or on the steps leading up to it. When she was there, was the only time I was allowed on that side of the wall because she was scared I’d fall into the pool.

That Summer I experience my first big lightening storms. I wasn’t really scared, it was interesting, I was even allowed to be outside under the pergola just outside the bedroom door if I wanted to be.

I’d never trade those times I had with her, the times that I felt good. I’m a lucky cat that I was able to find my Mum again, and that I got this second chance at life. I tried not to dwell on the fact that I’d be taken before we were ready, but rather on how wonderful life was now.

I’d stayed pretty healthy throughout the Summer, and into the early Fall. Mum was pleased, as she’d prayed that I would get to see each and every new season in the country. She got all that she’d prayed fur when I first took ill, and more. I’d get to see snow, and I’d get to sit by a roaring fireplace fur the first time in my life. Yes, we’d been blessed, she and I, and we understood that and tried not to be too greedy in asking God fur more.

To be continued…………….

Mother's Day

My friends, I will write another chapter tomorrow in my memoirs. Today, it was a day to spend with my Mum. I stopped briefly at Manya's pawty up at Rainbow Bridge before heading for Earth. I had hoped to see my friend Santa there. She's a sweet girl, and was lost from her home for awhile just like I was.

I flew to Earth in time to see Mum by the pool. I was happy to see her there. The weather was lovely, but I knew that last year was hard fur her to go there because it reminded her too much of me. I see she's doing better this year.

It's crazy around there with the bottle baby kits and all. You can see them here if you'd like:
http://photobucket.com/shelbysmum

They sure do look like little rats running around driving the family crazy. Anyway, I see she had lots to do to keep her busy, so I came back to the bridge feeling better for having visited her.

Oh how I loved her, and I always will.

See you tomorrow!

With love From Above,
Shelby