March 24th 2014 7:57 am
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Well my friends, the time has come to say goodbye. Way back in November of 2011 I was diagnosed with a tumor near my intestines. I took prednisolone every day since then to keep things in control. Back then we didn't know what to expect, how long I would have, but I was lucky to receive alot more time with my family and friends.
Lately, things have changed. I have lost lots of weight, even though I was eating well until the weekend. Mom gets kinda sad every time she looks at me because I am just skin and bones. Mom can also see the area where the tumor is, it has enlarged. I have lost alot of fur and I used to treasure my beautiful coat and could sit for hours to be brushed. This weekend, I stopped eating. It didn't matter what Mom gave me. I would taste it, but wouldn't eat with any enthusiasm. She tried pork, chicken, tuna and all flavors of canned food and packets. I didn't even want my treats. Mom gave me an appetite stimulant, but it didn't have much of an effect. I am still up and around and drinking water and using the litter box, but i am weak and unsteady on my legs.
My friends, I do not want you to be sad for me. I have lived a wonderful life, sometimes I even say...I had three lives. My first with my original owner, then at the library, and then here with my Moms and the big furry family. I have so many memories that I will forever treasure. Memories of my first home, where Mom thinks I acquired my personality....a refined, little old lady in a fur coat. With a taste for opera and fine china and leather. Memories from the library, sitting on the balcony, looking over the reading room and sitting with the kids at storytime, Memories from this house....warm sun puddles, grammy's leather purses (oh the smell of leather), laser chase, nip parties, sleepovers with Skittles, visits from Aunt Anita, endless brushing and unlimited Fancy Feast! Plus then there are the Catster memories...my goodness, the fun I had here with you guys! I made so many wonderful friends.
No, do not be sad. I have had 17 wonderful, love filled years! It is time to make my journey. I am going to the Rainbow Bridge....I get to see my first human, some of my friends from the library and of course, some of my friends from here. I will run and chase lasers and nap in sun puddles, and eat Fancy Feast and have treat parties very night. Life will be good again.
Mom is sad, but she knows it is the right thing to do. She has always promised all of us that we will do what is right for us when the time comes. She doesn't want me to go alone, when she is at work or sleeping. She wants to be there with me, so that I won't be alone. Our appointment is for 6:30 tonight.
So my good friends, thank you for your love and friendship over the years and for all your purrs and POTP when I was not feeling at my best. I promise that I will watch over you from afar and that you all will forever be in my heart.
All my love,
February 5th 2013 6:55 am
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Today is my birthday! I am 16 today. Sweet! Well, Mom is not really sure how old I am or when my birthday really is, so today is my assigned day. When Mom got me from the library they were not sure how old I was. Some said I was three, some said four or five. Mom knows I was not kitten-like when she brought me to live here. I never really liked to play, except to chase the laser light and to have my catnip fix. I have always loved to just sit and snuggle, get brushed and have treats. I love the simple things.
We are grateful that I am still here to have another birthday. We enjoy and appreciate each day. I still love my brushes and quiet time with Mom. I can go through a bag of treats in less than a weeks time. Doc says it is okay, really!
Thank you for all your purrs and well wishes and love through the year, I know they partly the reason I am still around...the miracle and power of the paw is a beautiful thing.
Thank you for my birthday presents. I see that there is a lovely cake from Sleeper and Samhain and Fearless and the Ferals and I am sure Owl played a part in that too. Thank you! Please have some cake, it is delicious!
I am also glad to see that my brother Rusty is home. He didn't come up to see me yet, but I cam down the steps part way and meowed a greeting to him when he came home. He looked my way and winked. He is a pretty good little brother!
Love, Mrs M
January 20th 2013 2:03 pm
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Yes...Who needs an alarm clock when you have a cat. Might as well throw them away in this house! Even though it was Sunday, there was to be no sleeping in. Even though last night Mom went out to hear a local band and got in way past bedtime. Even though I went to bed at the same time she did I still was awake at my usual time. And when no one came to let me out for my morning stroll down the hall and to bring my breakfast, I got a little loud. First one test meow, no answer. A little louder with two meows, still no answer. I got a drink and went and stood by my door and let out a roar that my lion ancestors would have been proud of! That did it! Mom came stumbling down the hallway and we got on with our day. Coffee was put on, breakfast served and life as usual. For what it is worth, I did let her catch a nap this afternoon! Do you guys wake your families up?