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Marley the- Paw 04/94 - 06/09

Never met a- treat bag she- couldn't open

Purred: Sat Jul 11, '09 11:53pm PST


	My grandmother used to tell me that every woman had to have control of her own money - because that was was the only way to really be in charge of your life. Now, so many of us are facing financial hurricanes. I know our fall back plan is no longer a fallback - it's our daily life and there is no fallback. If we hadn't had pet insurance that covered Marley's chemo treatments, we wouldn't have had the money to take care of her and to have those extra months. But now it's more than just Marley's thyroid med's - it's sometimes the mortgage. I occasionally forget to breathe. Maybe I'm just naive. Because as stressed out and full of worry as I get - and I can get into it pretty deep - I believe there will be a calm, peaceful place where I'll live again. It's going to be different and I have to look for it because I'm used to what I've done for 30 years. And it's hard to see sometimes. But I have faith - as silly as it may be sometimes - I have faith. When I needed light I found it on the internet with people who have never sat down at our table for oven fried chicken and green pepper salad. If it's hard right now - just try to hold on for one more minute. And when that minute passes, hold on for the next. Sometimes that's the best we can do. God speed to each of you.

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Nala Sue - [Angel]

6 - 30- 10 RIP

Purred: Sun Jul 12, '09 3:19am PST


	I always try to tell myself --- if we didn't have sad We would not recognize Happy.. sometimes it helps me.. Beckie

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Flower- **PAWS**

Flowie The- Warrior Queen!- (Thanks, Bugsy

Purred: Sun Jul 12, '09 6:26am PST


	This thread needs to stay up near the top! It's a great place to support each other without holding anything back. I too, know what it is to face true despair and watch it creep over me, but I heard something once that really made a difference to me and reading this thread has reminded me. I relate it to all of you.... "We are the pioneers of our own lives." The pioneers had it tough, yes...but they also didn't have lots of the things that we do! Gaining a different perspective may help. Volunteer to socialize kittens for a local no-kill shelter, groom homeless dogs for the same....these are wonderful ways to give our animal friends support and meet new people. With new experience comes new opportunities. A new job could come of just meeting new people at different places. Do what you must to stay as positive as possible and hug Patrick (and the other kitties) whenever you can, knowing you've done EVERYTHING possible to make their lives the best they could be! We are all here to support each other and that, in itself is a wonderful thing! Momma Debbie

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RADDY (my- heart's- darling)

I am still my- Meouwmy's- Beloved....

Purred: Sun Jul 12, '09 8:17am PST


	Hallo people and pussycats......it is Jan here........I am the Meouwmy of a wonderful cat called 'Grandad Joseph Conrad'....or perhaps I am his servant...... or perhaps his friend..... his lover....his greatest fan......... He was invited to join Olde Furts and he then burst upon the Breakfast Club with his many, many funny stories from a long life........he is the Revolting and Magnificent Grandad Conrad...... I, as his typist, love writing the funny stories (they make me laugh, and (seem to) make other people and pussycats laugh as well) BUT......behind the funny stories I am crying, crying in my heart all the time now....Grandad has a tumour on his bowel and will not live much longer.........I can write funny things like 'when he goes to the Bridge he will go on his bike, wearing Auntie Miss Lillie's best bonnet, while Tambolina runs alongside, playing 'God Save the Queen' on his backbone'..........and, indeed, I love the picture it creates........and MUST continue writing such stuff........ BUT I need somewhere I can go in which the 'truth' can be told.......I am a 61 year old woman, with many problems who is going to lose the friend, companion and love of 17 years..........he is just a little cat, a little rescue cat, but he looks into my eyes and I know that he loves me as much as a little male cat can, and I love him as much as a female human can.......I AM SO AFRAID....I CAN'T LET HIM GO........ I hope I can come here for a rest from the drive to be brave and write funny stories (although I want to do that as well)...... Do you understand? Janet

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Patrick- (Angel)

Irish Boy

Purred: Sun Jul 12, '09 9:23am PST


	I understand. Patrick loves me with all his heart. He has always just gazed at me like I was the best thing he'd ever seen. With real love in his eyes. He has to be with me. Be a part of everything. Seek me out. Talk to me. Call to me. Reach up and touch my face to make sure I'm there at night. I always told him if he'd been born a human I'd have married him!!! He's so truely attached and devoted. He's also a symbol and a tie to the family I once had. He was part of the family when I had one. My mother, father, and even stepmother. Now they are all dead. He's the last of my family from a time that there was a family. Not only can't I bear to lose him. I know he doesn't want to be without me. He's the best (Of course I will not let him linger in distress or pain just to keep me company.) Patrick beside the point, things just feel bleak. I'm not usually so down but it's almost like I've run out of steam and optomism. Yes, I can keep trudging one minute to the next but it feels so joyless that sometimes I wonder just why I'm doing it. But I'm trying very hard to see the simple joys. When Patrick made an unusually long jump from the table to the couch to see me yesterday (even tho I yelled "Patrick NO!" when I saw him beginning a launch) I actually was shocked and got a tape measure. Five feet six inches (not including the slight lift). Pretty incredible for a frail sick kitty. ...but really...did it matter? I guess so. I gave him a treat and he seemed proud. I was proud too. But he's still a frail sick kitty. And the electric bill is due. And my feet are sore from so much walking to/from busses. Anyway, thanks for the kind words of encouragement. Thank you for the nice rosette Thomas. Roxy

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♔Jeepurrs- Creepurrs♔

Her Royal- Majesty - off with his- head!!!

Purred: Sun Jul 12, '09 10:58am PST


	Jan, I absolutely understand. Although, at this time, all of my kids are in good health - Purrcy had a malignant tumor removed from his right ear last December. The margins were thin but clean, thankfully. But I still wonder if it will recur. He also suffered a stroke-like episode 3 years ago and I thought I was going to lose him then. It was a most difficult and painful time. And there were moments that I thought I could not bear it, but somehow, even in the worst times, we gather what little strength we have and we go on. My heart goes out to you. Please know that I care about you and hope my support will help during this sad time in your life. (hugs) Arlye mumma of Jeepurrs Creepurrs, Purrcy, Caspurr, and Grizzly

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Simon--My- Angel

I want treats!

Purred: Mon Jul 13, '09 7:02am PST


	I understand, Janet and Roxy. I have also been through what you're both experiencing now with my angel Punkin and will go through it again with Simon. Punkin was 16 when she developed an inoperable brain tumor behind her left eye. Her decline was gradual, she lost weight, but she grew even closer to me, if that was possible. Never had I been so totally bonded with a pet. I lost her not too much longer after the darkest time of my life: 2 family deaths and my husband leaving me all within 3 years. I didn't want to go on and quite literally had to drag myself through the days, minute by minute. The depression was like a deep, dark well that grew only deeper and darker. It wasn't like a tunnel, the way some folks describe it. Tunnels have a light at the end of them, and there was no light for me. Eventually, though, I managed to grab hold of a rope in the darkness and began to climb up out of that well. That experience changed my entire perspective on life and in the passing years, I have found that living in the moment is the key to life. I am much less anxious, much more empathetic, and much, much happier today. Please never give up hoping -- change is constant and it's inevitable that things will get better. The dark clouds will disperse. Be gentle with yourselves and keep writing and reaching out to all of us. We truly care about you. Carole Edited by author Mon Jul 13, '09 7:04am PST

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Rascal- our OCP- Angel- '94-'11

The Moose

Purred: Mon Jul 13, '09 7:53am PST


	well said Carol, well said I have lost a home, lost sweet Baby and Lil'bit, (one day I will do a page for them I miss them, but see them in our other kits.) We have struggled, the hubby fought depression when it was the darkest and went from working on computers to digging ditches to keep food on the table...but bit by bit we are climbing out of the hole, we have a home now. And I take things one day at a time...and enjoy every blessing no matter how small that comes our way...God knew what he was doing when he gave us cats...their purr and their ways are most comforting. There are no words that will make it easy when Grandad Conrad or Patrick cross the bridge..but revel in the stories, revel in the memories...a smile feels good all the way down to your toes...and a purrrrrr is the most comforting sound I know. Kaye, mom to the Carolina Crew - Rascal, Pooh, Sunshine, Dusty, Melody, Patches, Biscuit, Joey, Stitch, Edison, Shiloh, Ziggy and Sammy Dawg.

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RADDY (my- heart's- darling)

I am still my- Meouwmy's- Beloved....

Purred: Mon Jul 13, '09 8:13am PST


	Oh, People and Pussycats....you have been there....you are there.....YOU KNOW........ It gives me strength........I am so grateful for your posts....... Grandad is better today than he has been....I am (almost) hoping I will be able to keep him until the Autumn......... Thank you so much.... Jan

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Patrick- (Angel)

Irish Boy

Purred: Mon Jul 13, '09 9:54pm PST


	Patrick just ate a plate of food and now he's resting stretched out on the counter. It's 11:45 pm and thankfully it's cooled down to 89 degrees. We can actually feel the AC. Tomorrow 104 again. I'm going to lay down and try to get some sleep. I've had migraine three days out of seven. I don't have pain tonite but I'm washed out from the last one. I often have nightmares but sometimes not. I prefer the nightmares because I can brush them off. When I dream of my parents or good times or stuff, it just makes me very melancholy when it just fades away into reality. Bums me out for the rest of the day. Personally, I hope I don't dream at all. I'd rather just have a black dreamless sleep so I can rest. I just pray that Patrick feels well and the other furbabies stay well. =^..^= Roxy

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