Thank you. First, when a cat gets overweight, they are not able to get around and jump as easily. So, the one cat fits that description. The second cat would love to be outdoors all the time. But my wife is a bit over protective, so she let's him out early (on weekends) before he's been fed, and so he comes back after about an hour for food. He is not nearly as affectionate, and has always been afraid of me.
We also have a cat at my place of business. This was a kitty that showed up at our house a couple years ago, (already declawed and spayed) but we couldn't take another one in. So, he stays at my place of business, (goes home with an employee on the weekends) and she (she's a caleco), can go in and out as she pleases. Well, my wife just called, Our black and white long hair kitty, Buttons has cancer is going to have to be put down. The daughter just went upstairs crying. I'll likely start crying as soon as I see my wife. We had Buttons for about 15 years. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Michael Jackson wrote: > > Wow! I can't imagine being able to train a cat - the two I have had, Shakti and Shiva (a 15 lb. black and white shorthair who used to sleep on my shoulders when I was in the kitchen cooking) made it plain to me that they were not willing to be trained. > > I was raised with dogs too - mutts always, never had a pure bred dog, although the Chow I once had was nearly pure (no black tongue) Shiva changed that - got him as a tiny kitten, eyes still closed - my girlfriend-at-the-time's daddy's cocker spaniel brought it in his house, the mom had been killed by another dog - actually the cocker brought in two kittens, Shiva's brother didn't make it > > Anyway, bottle raising that kitty opened up my feline felicity. > > I hope all goes well with your cat - and enjoy your vacation! > > > > > ________________________________ > From: seventhray27 steve.sundur@... > To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com > Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2012 7:05 PM > Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Christmas > > >  > 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 > > > > > > à> > 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 > > > > > > > > > Ãâà> > > --- 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! > > > > > >
