 Purred: Wed Mar 21, '12 7:24pm PST |
 | |  | | The post that I was hoping I wouldn't have to be making. Things happened so incredibly quickly this evening that I don't think I can fully believe it yet.
She began life as a tiny stray kitten on the mean streets of Crown Heights, Brooklyn. Dirty, worm infested, and underweight, she was rescued by my uncle who was on active duty as an NYPD officer. My family had just lost our first cat at the young age of eight years old and we were not exactly ready for a cat. We didn't know what to expect when my uncle pulled up to our driveway in his squad car with his partner. He told me to come outside and that he had a surprise for me. So I did, and it was definitely a surprise when he revealed that there was a tiny kitten in the glove compartment!
In her 14 1/2 years, she moved houses, learned to live with a dog and eventually 3 other cats. She was not the most friendly of cats. Stand-offish was more like it. She chose what people she liked and when. She tolerated the other cats, at best, and avoided the dog at all costs. For most of her life she was healthy and never had to go to the vet's for any ailment of any kind. Over the past year we noticed a decline, and although bloodwork results came up inconclusive, she noticeably lost weight and for the last several months had begun to become a lot more affectionate and clingy. Definitely not like herself.
She began having seizures earlier this evening, brief ones that would last 20 seconds at a time. When she had one seizure not ten minutes after recovering from another, I knew I needed to bring her to the vet. Brooke had another seizure on the car ride and another in the carrier, and it became clear that it was her time to join Kitty, Chloe, and Sable over the Rainbow Bridge.
Her royal presence will be forever missed. |  |  | |  |
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