"My brother, my best friend....I miss you so much....why did you have to leave so soon?"
Sex: Male Weight: 7 lbs.
"mommie says my eyes are a pretty green."
"he was Ill here, but liked to be near me (in comp. room) where ever I was."
"he would play fetch with me, and if I didn't want to play, he'd stand there and yell at me."
"Nutmeg and brother Simba sleeping under the bedcover."
"this was taken the nite before I had him put to sleep. he had stopped eating and would just lay there like this while the others ate...I love you, little Buddy...I miss you so." [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
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he loved people and was a door greeter with So-Bad. he loved to be rubbed and held and petted till your hand fell off. he loved to curl up with you while you watched TV
he never had any
paper. wads of paper. he played fetch with it. catnip and furry mice. bags- paper bags to hide in.
Favorite Nap Spot:
in cat tree by woodstove and on back of couch by picture window.
he was on a special diet- Hills K/D and Hairball Lite
he gave me a lot of love and that says it all.
he was adopted by me with his brother- Simba when he was 6 weeks old. he was a talker, a lover and a beautiful affectionate cat. he would pull his toys all over the floor, to me wherever i was sitting, so i could/would play with him. he fetched too. paper wads...he loved them. bags...paper bags were the best of fun to run into and slide across the kitchen floor. he was a wonderful friend and the best cat. even when he was dying, he never did anything out of the litter box; and he still, up to the last day, tried to 'play paper' with me....just to please me.
about a year ago, Nutmeg came down with diarrhea. after many diet changes, and blood tests we came down with a diagnosis of him having FIP. the dry form. he steadly lost weight and lived almost 1 year after being diagnosed with it. he never went outside, but could have carried it from his mother, or I could have brought it home from a sick cat at work.
to save him from suffering, i had him put down this last October (2004). he is buried in my back yard. i miss him so much. his brother calls and looks for him all the time. he gave me such joy when he was here....there is an empty hole without him.
"God Bless you, Nutmeg....we'll meet someday at the Rainbow Bridge and be together again...please wait for me. I Love and miss you, you'll always be here in my heart. Till we meet again, Nutmeg".
Love you always, Mom ****************** please visit Nutmeg's memorial site at- http://www.in-memory-of-pets.com (his ID=46726 and his candlelite ID=46731)
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If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this, the last battle, can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
Don't let this grief than stay your hand,
For this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship stands the test.
We've had so many happy years,
What is to come can hold no tears,
You'd not want me to suffer, so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end,
And hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
It is a kindness you do me.
Although my tail, it's last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve that it should be you,
Who decides this thing to do,
We've been so close, we two, these years,
Don't let your heart hold any fears.
Smile, for we've walked together for a little while.
Love you mom, Nutmeg
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