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? |  |  |  |  |
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