The very instant I brought up this post, my wife called from the animal
hopsital where she just took our cat.  He appeared to be constipated. 
But in the last month or so he has been drinking way more water than
usual.  But he had a blood test that indicated than nothing was
abnormal.  I don't know what will happen if..............

This cat adores her.  And of course we leave for vacation tomorrow.

I grew up with a dog.  Somehow, the thought of the cat moving on to his
reward doesn't bother me so much.

But how nice that your cat had an active outdoor life.  Our two cats get
limited outside time.  She has them trained to come back after about an
hour, and that's what they get for the day.




--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Michael Jackson wrote:
>
> I have to admit reading your experience made me cry again. I felt like
a traitor for not being willing to do anything and everything possible
to keep her alive. I even have a holistic vet friend who was willing to
guide me with regards to diet, herbs and treatment (she lives in Spokane
and was Shakti's vet years ago when she lived in SC)
>
> The night before I was up about half the night, and as I sat with her,
I could tell or at least I felt she was already not fully in her body -
the other thing was for me to choose to keep her alive I would have had
to move her to my new place and she would have had to become an indoor
cat after nearly 18 years of traipsing around in the woods outside my
old house - I just didn't want to put her through the stress of a new
strange environment and then have to put her to sleep in that strange
environment - the vet I took her to said she might have a year, or she
might go down hill in 2-3 weeks. (it was kidney failure - we completely
missed what few symptoms were there - mainly drinking way more water
than she usually did - in fact that was the only symptom for about 3
months and I was stupid enough to be happy that she was being well
hydrated)
>
> I just wanted her to go in the same place she had lived and known for
all those years - it was still a very strange thing to place her on the
table after they had give the tranquilizer and step back so the vet and
her assistant could administer the euthanasia drug.
>
> She survived all those years, lost an eye to our other cat when she
was about 4, got bitten by a copperhead once, escaped a fox that chased
her right up the cat ladder that led to her cat door in the window,
brought innumerable live mice into the house and let them loose, plus
the 2 flying squirrels she let loose in my bedroom - she even caught a
bat one night - that really freaked me out - I didn't know it was
possible for a cat to catch a bat.
>
> Once my roommate had planted some small bushes that died mysteriously
until she pulled on one and it came straight up in her hand - from
having been bitten half into by a mole - she was so mad - she looked
around at Shakti and said "Why don't you go kill those moles?"
>
>
> Less than 5 minutes later Shakti came up with the muffled maowing that
denoted a kill and damned if she didn't have a mole in her mouth.
>
> So thank you Curtis and everyone for your condolences - I really
appreciate it more than I can say.
>
>
>
>
> ________________________________
> From: curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@...
> To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com
> Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2012 10:27 AM
> Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Christmas
>
>
> Â
> I feel for you. I was in your shoes for my 18 YO Abyssinian two years
ago around this time of year. I'm glad you were able to make this final
act of kindness, and I know it is hard.
>
> I was preparing my guitar case for a show last month. I found a few
distinctively ticked brown hairs in it and it brought instant tears.
>
> Ginger used to love to lie in the soft interior of my guitar cases,
even though I would constantly chase her out because the top could fall
on her. When I would catch her, usually as I was packing for a show, she
would raise up her tiny head, defiant. My preliminary scolding hiss
would only make her hunker down deeper into the plush.
>
> "Make me", her steady eyes conveyed.
>
> Once again I would reach in and scoop her up placing her on her much
plusher, but not forbidden so less interesting, bed. She would stretch,
give me one last withering gaze, and settle into a nap, triumphant in
getting me to react, which was the whole point of the exercise.
>
> All the best for your own healing heart.
>
> --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Michael Jackson mjackson74@
wrote:
> >
> > Yeah too many posts last week and I had to have my 18 year old cat
put to sleep - I was very attached to her - so I been kinda quiet since
then
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > ________________________________
> > From: authfriend authfriend@
> > To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com
> > Sent: Friday, December 21, 2012 8:59 PM
> > Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Christmas
> >
> >
> > ÂÂ
> > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "mjackson74" wrote:
> > >
> > > Hope everyone has a very fine holiday(s) and the New Year brings
> > > goodness and contentment to everyone.
> >
> > Thanks, Michael, and to you as well. Missed you this past week!
> >
>


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