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A sad day for us: Burbank is with the angels now, she passed during surgery on March 20.2009. She had a cancerous tumor, and we couldn't let our little girl suffer anymore.
Yesterday was my birthday, and I celebrated it at Rainbow Bridge. Mom was having a difficult time missing me, and couldn't come to Catster to write anything, but she knew it would make me happy even if she was a day late. She doesn't come here much at all because she can't deal with seeing my page, but she is going to try to change that. She wants to pay tribute to me here, and update my siblings pages too. In the meantime I visit my mom often, she feels my presence especially at meal times. Dylan really keeps her busy and apparently he has a kitty cousin that visits a lot, so Mom has her hands full and I'm glad for that. Hello to everykitty, and head bonks to all you doggies!
Burbank passed yesterday. She had health problems for awhile, it started about two years ago when she started getting a cyst and inflammation on her gum which prevented her from eating. The vet found that she responded well to a monthly injection so we continued the shots. The shots however made her develop bumps that would grow and go away.
Last year we learned that she had problems with her thyroid. By the time we learned that her body was in a starvation mode, and she begged to be fed every five minutes. She lost a lot of weight, and the lion cut that she got two years ago never grew out. We got her on the right track with daily medication which she fought twice a day, but it worked, and she gained some weight. Before that she was skin and bones. We got her to gain with generous servings of turkey, and when her dad was home he gave her chicken and steak.
Less than a month ago I noticed her right eye wasn't open completely. We took her to the vet when it was noticeably closing more, and there was a bump just above the eye. We started out treating it like an infection, but within a week her eye was completely closed, and a large amount of swelling caused a huge protrusion to form. It was difficult to look at her. But through all of this she continued to eat, and of course we continued to spoil her.
Yesterday she had surgery. The vet found a massive tumor that was malignant. It was in a bad location and it was cancer. He called me during the surgery, and with my authorization he let her sleep right then, and she crossed the rainbow bridge to be with Ashes and little Bella.
Burbank struggled these last few years. She was a queen of our felines, and she knew it. She was the sweetest kitty, and we miss her badly!
It's not my fault I don't get brushed enough, and my tummy gets a huge hairball. I tried to bring it up this morning and left a puddle on the carpet. That wasn't a good idea because Mom didn't have her tea yet, man, does she get grumpy until then. Lily didn't help because she put her head in Mom's tea cup while she was cleaning my little "deposit".
Anyway, I got the urge again and left another "deposit" and Mom put me in the garage and said "don't come back in till you're done!" so I just sat there at the kitty door and waited. But it didn't come up and Mom called me back in.
Mom's not mad anymore, she gave me some treats, four exactly, but everytime she walks in the room she calls me a barfster. What's with that?
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