If you have a pet

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Janet wrote: [/QUOTENAME] She goes to the vet tomorrow morning, and I think its not going to be good news...
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Janet, this is a heartbreaking story - and one I'm very familiar with. I understand what you're going through and I'm very sorry. I hope tomorrow's vet visit will bring happy news. If not, you can be comforted by how happy she was because of all you've done for her. They know how much we love them. And they know we'll do the right thing when we have to... because we love them too much not to.

fancyface is going on 17yrs now

i too realize our time is limited

those who have seen us together know that cat and i are close *LOL*

she will get hugged big time tonight-- and she of course will purr-give me a dirty look out of the corner of her eye and walk away....

its love i tell you love...

Well... it can only be a couple of hours left now.
If there's one damn thing I hate, it's waiting for death :(
I don't even get to say goodbye to him, I've got a rather important rehearsal to go to.

Thankyou for all your pet stories. Really does suck when this happens, don't it?

:(

:-/


my simi is almost 15. shes still healthy for her age. my mistey is fatter than the average cat, so shell be lucky to see 13 :-/ i love my babies, and i cant stand the thought of them dying.


but a cheerful story. last night one of my friends thought his cat was dead somewhere (he had been missing for several days). this morning his cat was meowing at the front door, skinny, but ok. he found his way back :-D hes doing ok so far.

I'm sorry for your cat, Zebonka. That's so sad! I would go crazy if my kitty had to die! In her life (6 years, I guess) she was about to die 3 times. In the 3rd time she disappeared and we thought that she had gone to die far away. Cats do that because they dont want to die with their humans. I know it sounds riddiculous, but I stared at a Freddie pic and asked him to make my cat come back. She was out 2 weeks and then came back.

Aww I know how you feel :( My cat Lizzy lived to the grand old age of 20. The vet was really nice about it, he came to our house to put her down which helped. Just remember, (and pardon for the cliche) it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all.

Well... he only lived 7 months, but we made them as nice as possible.

He got his needle this afternoon right as the sun was going down. T'was very peaceful.

Thanks for the kind thoughts!

What makes it more poignant is the sunset was very lovely down my day today.

One of the ladies I work with had her kitty for 22 years. Twenty two! It was older than me!

I remember crying when our first poodle was put down. I was too young to conceptualise the whole 'not coming back' thingy.

"What makes it more poignant is the sunset was very lovely down my day today."

T'was up here as well.

"I remember crying when our first poodle was put down. I was too young to conceptualise the whole 'not coming back' thingy."

Yeah.... I've had cats dying around me for longer than I remember, so I know what to expect. This was the first time I've seen one get put to sleep. I wasn't too big on the idea, but I wanted to be with him.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=fpgnihh814M

There's Zapp. When he was still new, anyway. Lovely boy, he was.

I'm sorry to hear about this, Zebonka, but it was for the best. I'm sure the cat was suffering horribly.
I've had cats since I was a very little girl, and our oldest cat was named Oliver. He was the best cat ever, and even when we got other cats (Rascal, Fluffers and Baby) I still liked Oliver the best. He was a big cat...not fat, just a big cat. Gray stripped tiger, with really pretty green eyes.
Two years ago, my parents called me from home and told me he was sick, and that they were taking him to the vet. I told them to keep me posted on the situation. Two days later, they called to tell me that they had put him down, because his kidneys were failing and he was so sick that he couldn't even make it to the litter box to use it. I was mad at them for a while for not telling me, because I never got to say goodbye to Oliver. But they stayed with him while he got the needle, and they told him he seemed to understand what they were doing. He was 20 years old at the time, so he was probably more than due.
Since I live in my apartment now, my parents still have Rascal (the fat one) and Baby (the anti-social one). Fluffers we had to give away because she was peeing on everything. I now have two cats in my apartment...mine is Boots, and my roommate's is Bonnie. Boots is a black and white tuxedo cat; she's about 5 and is as playful as ever! Bonnie is a Siamese with beautiful blue eyes and she's staying with me while my roomie goes back to Scotland to do research next semester. I love them both, and will go and hug them right now.
I'm sorry for your loss Zebonka, but it's better than having them suffer. The right thing was done.

"I'm sorry for your loss Zebonka, but it's better than having them suffer. The right thing was done."

Oh - too true!! We gave him every chance; this really was the last option...
He went peacefully, and quickly. Can't ask for better.

"He was 20 years old at the time, so he was probably more than due."

Even when a library book is due, one might still want for just a few more pages of good reading. :)

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Zebonka12 wrote: [/QUOTENAME]

http://youtube.com/watch?v=fpgnihh814M
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Oh my, that is too cute.

I'm sorry for your loss.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<b><font color=009966>?Freya? wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Zebonka12 wrote: [/QUOTENAME]

http://youtube.com/watch?v=fpgnihh814M
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Oh my, that is too cute.

I'm sorry for your loss. [/QUOTE]

Fucking cute, indeed!!!!!!!!

Chin up Scotty. The cat is okay now, resting in peace. :-)

"Oh my, that is too cute.
I'm sorry for your loss."

Thankyou... so am I!! But it's his gain, in the end. It was over before it could get really unpleasant.

"Chin up Scotty. The cat is okay now, resting in peace. :-)"

At the bottom of my garden!