How is everyone doing with the holidays?

  
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Taz

Forever in- Mommy's Heart
 
 
Purred: Sun Dec 9, '07 11:16am PST 
Know this is hard time of year for those of us with pawprints on our hearts. How are you all doing???

I think because I am now in new city, in a new house where Taz never was the pain is a little less, cause she was never here, so it doesnt feel quite as much like she is missing.

However my heart is still missing her.

Love you my girl,
Taz's mommy

Tigger(In- Memory)- Loves HL

Food!? Where?!
 
 
Purred: Sun Dec 9, '07 1:41pm PST 
I always miss my Tigger. The holidays don't really make it any more
or less now. My first Christmas without her was hard... guess that's
why I'm so glad I went ahead and got another kitty. I could spoil
her with the love I still had for Tigger... though they're very, very
unsimilar... lol. Seeing all the kitties passing lately has made it a bit
harder cuz I remember that first holiday without her... I've started
keeping a box of Kleenex by the computer... wink

Lars Crossed- the Bridge

Grandpa
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 10, '07 9:25am PST 
This will be the first Christmas without Lars in 15 years. Lars crossed in late August. It is hitting me particularly hard, especially today, for some reason. Maybe it's because I put up the tree over the weekend. I know in part it's because I wrapped my other kitties presents, too, and of course ...

there was one less present to wrap.
one less picture to take.

I thought I was doing pretty well, too, only to find myself in tears yet again. I really, really miss him. I miss everything about him -- the fun we had when he was young, how he used to suddenly bounce up on me for love. How amusingly stubborn he could be. Caring for him when he was old, giving him his favorite foods all the time, making sure he got lots of love and extra attention. Almost constantly checking on him to make sure he was alright... knowing my time with him remaining was so short.

All these recent losses here on Catster, I agree, have made me feel the loss of Lars even more keenly. I find myself thinking of him so much. I loved him so. The holidays just serve to make his absence more obvious. My other boys are doing their very best to cheer me up, and I am ever more grateful that they are here with me. I just can't help but think of it, because now, there are only three, not four.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go on and on like that. But thank you for starting this, and giving me a place where I could just talk about him.


Taz

Forever in- Mommy's Heart
 
 
Purred: Mon Dec 10, '07 6:32pm PST 
Lars I read your post and kept coming back to the "one less gift under the tree" and it got me thinking.

Lets start a campaign here on catster, called "Making Love Matter" and do it in memory of the pets we have lost. And buy a gift for each pet you have loved and lost. After you unwrap all the presents (on whatever holiday you celebrate) take that one gift (or many if you have have lost many pets) and donate it to a shelter or other place that helps needy pets, in your pets name.

Use your love for your pet to make a difference!!!!!!!

Abby at- Rainbow- Bridge

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Purred: Tue Dec 11, '07 7:19pm PST 
This will be my third Christmas without Abby. She went to the Bridge two years ago, on 12/22/05, just 3 days before Christmas. It was a terrible time for me. So was last year.

This year I've been thinking about her a lot and missing her so much. It doesn't feel like two years have passed and I can close my eyes and see her vividly as she was two years ago at this time. The last time she ever played. She had always loved to play and was loaded with energy and but had stopped playing. She was dying from cancer. Yet that one night, she made an effort to bat a ball to me. I batted it back to her and we did this about 4 times before she gave up. I remember another night, how she jumped up on the bed, walked up the length of the bed and did something she'd never done before. She came and put her face next to mine, licked my forehead and kissed me on the lips! And then curled up next to me. And I relive our last night together. I held her all night long. She was in pain and couldn't lie down and couldn't sleep. She had trouble swallowing and had stopped eating and when she would try to lie down, she would start choking. She was scared and I was scared but I stayed awake all of that night, holding her, petting her and talking to her. She purred all night long, from pain and fear. And I'm crying as I type this . . . when morning came, I called the vet and she went to the Bridge.

Christmas is not the same for me any more. I have no holiday spirit at all. But this year I am making an effort to honor her by remembering all of the love we shared and the wonderful 8 years we spent together. And I am making an effort to be cheerful for my family. And there's KC Sunshine and Mittens, who never met Abby, and I want them to have fun on Christmas getting some nice new toys as presents.

Sorry to ramble on like this . . .

churrah-has- left the- building.

senior citizen- ninja- kitty-mousies- MINE!
 
 
Purred: Thu Dec 13, '07 12:18am PST 
my mind is on my other babies, my lost ones...though the little ones are a joy, they aren't gracie mae and devon paige...as soon as i get my scanner from alabama-just moved, my mom needs to ship it-i'll scan in some pics of them. can't help comparing personalities...devon sooo loved christmas. trees and ribbons and bows and incense, and my brother would make her liver pate...

and right now i'm angry. gracie's symptoms were so close to FIP...i've been reading up, and it's more than possible. my ex-fiancee (he was even ex at the time which was less awkward than you'd think) moved in with us. he'd basically allowed his female cat to run wild, and singlehandedly created quite a feral cat colony. he saw them as miniature predators, and took little care besides worming each batch and keeping them indoors until they were about eight weeks old...then he let them be indoor outdoor. he was eventually forced to get rid of most of them, and the city did CNR on the ferals, though they grabbed the kittens and tried to find them homes. shortly after that, john's deck collapsed, and as that was the only way in and out of his apartment (weird building) the guy that came to fix it reported the various other problems-building was waaay not up to code, absentee landlord...what i'm trying to establish is that although john was a great guy, he drifted through life and just really didn't take responsibility for anything....including the cats. some died mysteriously of what i now suspect was FIP. when he came to our house, he brought three of his cats with him-which exposed our babies to whatever they'd picked up as semi-ferals. and gracie, as not much more than a kitten and weakened by injuries, was more susceptible than most.
devon, i don't know. but more and more i think my gracie mae was struck down as little more than a baby by the irresponsibility of a man i loved. i tried to tell him...but he was motivated by misguided idealism. and then i let him bring mr. yellow, spot, and hinty-pinty into my house, with my cats...
so i'm finally mad, i guess...or am i just looking for someone to blame?

Abby at- Rainbow- Bridge

Guardian- Angel
 
 
Purred: Thu Dec 13, '07 8:54pm PST 
Churrah, I'm so sorry that you lost your babies and am sending you lots of purrs, hugs and love.



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churrah-has- left the- building.

senior citizen- ninja- kitty-mousies- MINE!
 
 
Purred: Fri Dec 14, '07 7:54pm PST 
thank you, abby...purrrrrr...feeling better than i was. had a sort of weird catharsis/crisis, and now things are much clearer and cleaner inside...and it's christmas, and i was looking at the tree, wondering if the kittens would try to climb it...and surprised myself by cracking up, remembering the christmas that devon and gracie BOTH climbed the christmas tree...a real one, close to eleven feet...and got STUCK. both of them. gracie almost to the top, devon a little more than a foot behind her, on the other side of the trunk. we came home from ornament shopping, getting stocking stuffers for the pets, and dinner; tired and a little snappish. get halfway up the walk and we see the windowpane is fogged up, get closer and see why-buddy had his nose to the glass and was breathing heavily. (buddy is our golden lab/setter mix, at the time he approached 100 pounds of boundless furry affectionate energy) we open the door, and buddy is whining. tim (my brother) asked what was wrong-immediate cacophany. both cats start screaming, and buddy starts this high pitched anxious barking...and we started laughing.
why do cats go up somewhere when they can't get down? we don't know whether they had chased each other up there, or if devon had gone up to rescue gracie and gotten trapped herself, or if they'd just gone exploring. but somehow, they were well and truly stuck. see, the tree hadn't been completely unbound, and they were stuck in a pocket between twine wraps. we had to borrow a neighbor's ladder to get them out...and we never had a problem with them climbing the tree again. that was the first and last christmas we had with gracie...but it was definitely a memorable one...kittydogkittyso to devon and gracie past the rainbows bridge-thank god all the trees are unwrapped, and meowy christmas my babiescloud 9cloud 9

Tigger(In- Memory)- Loves HL

Food!? Where?!
 
 
Purred: Fri Dec 14, '07 9:00pm PST 
That's so sweet! Those are the memories I love... where they've done
something but there's no way be stay mad cuz they're so cute!
Mama's planning to get my sisters back on earth a bigger tree after
christmas this year to have for next year so they CAN get in it. She
wants them to have fun... ^~~^

Those are the kind of memories you hold tight to. Mama remembers
the time she came home from work and found little wet puddles
with these tiny plastic pieces in it them... she traced them across the
dining room and over to the stereo stand and to the light up Santa
pen she'd gotten that had these neat fiber optic plastic thingies
sticking out to catch the light... and I do mean HAD. I'd eaten it
down to the Santa hat... MOL!!

Harmony (In- Memory of)

Go Steelers!!!
 
 
Purred: Sat Dec 15, '07 4:05pm PST 
This will be the second Christmas without Harmony. Last year it was hard and and I suspect this year putting up the tree will not be tear free. It is hard not to cry...as I am now...when I think about the tree. She loved the tree. She was a very tiny kitty...5 pounds. She used to take naps in it. She loved sitting on the branches to sleep. I remember about two Christmas' ago she was in the tree taking a nap and one of my other cats Buddha Mittens decided he was going to jump in the tree...well some how he knocked it down and poor Harmony was in it and it fell over and I can still see the horror in her eyes. It wasn't funny at the time but now when I look back it's funny.

I am looking forward to it for the three new kitties in the house who have not had the pleasure of a Christmas tree yet but it will be a little sad when I pull it out of the box and see some of here fur in it.

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