I went HOME today!

Dear Diary, My Mama is writing this for me. You see, my little 21 year-old body just gave out. I went to the Rainbow Bridge at 1:00 PM Central time this afternoon in the loving presence of my Mama and Daddy. I also loved my Vet., Dr. Russ Simpkins. He was so gentle with me. He gave me a shot to make me unaware, because he said the IV he would have to use would hurt me. I silently left my Mama and Daddy and went toward the Bridge. Please my friends, comfort my Mama and Daddy. I have been with them since I was 6 weeks old. I left them after 21 years, 2 months, and 6 days. I was loved! I thank you all for helping make my final time here special. Peanut

Hanging in There

Dear Diary,
I wet to the Vet. I have gained a pound. Yea ME!!! All that prednisone makes me eat like a piggy. Otherwise, I am the same...today I am 21yrs., 1, month, and 1 week old. Mama has to give me electrolytes in Ringer's solution on Wednesday and Friday of this week...that means an IV...ooooh Noooooooo. TheVet. gave it today and showed my Mama how to do it. Gotta go eat...that predisone is kicking in. Headbonks, Peanut

I Gained Some Weight!!

Dear Diary, I gained 8 ounces....Hurrah!!!! That's quite a difference when you only weighed 3 pounds 3 days ago. The medicine is helping my appetite, and I am moving around better. I go back to the doctor on Monday. And guess what!? My Mama is ordering Catster Plus, so soon I will have some music and other cool stuff on my profile.
Thank you to all who left gifts and wishes on my profile. Please continue to pray and purr for me. I love you all. Soft paws to you, Peanut

I Feel Better

Fear Diary,
I feel better today. The prednisone has really helped the arthritis in my back , hips, and back legs. It doesn't hurt so much to use my litter box now, because Mama got several really shallow ones for me.
I don't have to jump as high now to get into my litter box. Also, the prednisone has made me huuuuuungry!!! That's good, because my weight has plummitted (bummer). I think I'll stay around for a while. I may outlive you all....LOL
Purrs and Headbonks for you, Peanut

Went to Vet.

Dear Diary, Today Mama took me to the Vet. I had dropped from 5 lbs. to 3 lbs. The Vet. thinks I may be using the floor as a potty, because it hurts to try to jump over into the litter box. I can't explain it to Mama and Daddy, but I hope they understand. My arthritis hurts me so, especially in my back legs and hips. I also have chronic kidney problems. Acute kidney failure is what sent my "little brother", Buster , to the Bridge in March. The Dr. gave me a prednisone shot and some prednisone tablets to take until I go back next Tuesday. The Vet. I have had all my life was out of town today, so I had to see his associate, Dr. Hendley. I like him, but I looooove my Dr. Simpkins.
Hopefully the medicine will not only help my aches and pains, but will increase my appetite, too. Please, anyone, if you read this, pray for me. Redmushroomwolf from the Petloss.com chatroom lit a candle for me, and my Mama lit one, too. I pray God lets me go to the Bridge quietly and peacefully, so it won't upset my Mama and Daddy so much. I don't want them to have to make that dreaded decision again. They have had to do that too many times. I would rather go silently while I sleep. Still hanging in there, Peanut

I am tired

Dear Diary,
I try to keep up my energy, but my fraile little 5 lb. body just won't let me. I know time is limited for me, and I worry about how my Mama and Daddy are going to handle it. One day at a time, Lord, one day at a time. I have never known what it's like to starve, thirst, shiver in the rain, experience any kind of abuse, or escape predators. I have it better than a lot of children in this world. I am so thankful to live 21 happy healthy years. I hope I can live some more, but that's God's will. I've had a wonderful life with people and other cats who love me.
Trying to stay content,
Peanut

August 30th, 2008...My First Diary

Dear Diary, I am now 21 years and 1 month old today. I get a little scared when I wake up, and no one is around. Being deaf is a lonely feeling, and I'm not yet used to being the "only cat". My "little brother", Buster, left for the Bridge on March 11 of this year (2008). I watched over him for over 14 years. I miss him as I still miss Tiny and Caesar. When I wake up scared and alone, I go through the house crying until I find my Mama or Daddy. I'm all better then. I'm old and fraile, but I keep pressing on. Purrs and Headbonks, Peanut
PS: If you're wondering who all the people and cats are I'll explain.
Of course that's colorful little me at the top. The next is of my Daddy (with white hair) holding me. Below him is Jason, my Mama's and Daddy's son, holding me (he is deceased now). Then there's my Mama, and under her photo is Noel, my 1st cousin. She's part Maine Coon, and she is owned by Mama's and Daddy's daughter, Leah and her husband, Kevin. Then there are 3 photos of my cat family who went on the Bridge without me. And last, but not least, my Catster friends
sent pictures to me. Thanks guys!