And the Day ends with the Cat
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> look up – and don’t worry too much about what "might" happen to a new kitten > … we can’t live our lives like that.
This is very similar to something my therapist keeps telling me. He says that I should not deny myself friendship and comfort and love in the present out of the fear that someone might hurt me someday in the future. I think he’s onto something here. Fiona — If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste the adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. – Anne Bradstreet, Meditations Divine and Moral, 1664
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i am sorry that things have been so difficult for you, carrie. i was devestated when i lost my cat from a nasty feline disease. i think it would be great if your son brought you a kitten … it is impossible to replace shadow, for sure, but you derive such pleasure from them – it really is worth having. as for the "ten pound poodle" … well, i think he would enjoy a new fuzz-ball to play with. look up – and don’t worry too much about what "might" happen to a new kitten … we can’t live our lives like that. peace to you – sj – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – > I have a feeling that my softhearted son is going to surprise me with a > kitten. He knows I just love kittens. But then he has seen me go through > hell and back with 2 kittens that had to be put down due to illness, and now > finding this poor old gal dead in the chair. > I have my little poodle right now. He is my buddy. Then, I know he’d love > a little kitten himself to play with. Seriously, if it doesn’t scare him to > death! Ten pounds poodles just think they are tuff, ya know. It would just > be bizarre around here! > Carrie
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie > I am so sad to hear this, Carrie. I wrote of our cat a while ago. He > was either hit by a car, or abused by a sicko. After over 2 months at > the vets he has no control over his bathroom functions. > He just came home, it’s a chore to keep him in his cage, and clean up > his waste 3x a day. He is not able to be free in the house because he > drips urine, and waste just falls out of him. > We leave him out a lot, he is ok ’till it gets real cold, but I can so > feel for you, because just like you we lost our friend, and now have a > project… > Sigh > I am so sorry Carrie, why not go to a shelter and get a new cat? > –Steve
I have a feeling that my softhearted son is going to surprise me with a kitten. He knows I just love kittens. But then he has seen me go through hell and back with 2 kittens that had to be put down due to illness, and now finding this poor old gal dead in the chair. I have my little poodle right now. He is my buddy. Then, I know he’d love a little kitten himself to play with. Seriously, if it doesn’t scare him to death! Ten pounds poodles just think they are tuff, ya know. It would just be bizarre around here! Carrie
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – > Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
I am so sad to hear this, Carrie. I wrote of our cat a while ago. He was either hit by a car, or abused by a sicko. After over 2 months at the vets he has no control over his bathroom functions. He just came home, it’s a chore to keep him in his cage, and clean up his waste 3x a day. He is not able to be free in the house because he drips urine, and waste just falls out of him. We leave him out a lot, he is ok ’till it gets real cold, but I can so feel for you, because just like you we lost our friend, and now have a project… Sigh I am so sorry Carrie, why not go to a shelter and get a new cat? –Steve – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –
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Thanks Val. She was a good old gal. A lovely hood ornament, too. She always loved to sit and sleep on the vehicles. Thanks again Carrie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie. > — > Val in Boise
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Thanks Fiona. I’ll tell you one thing. Its less painful when they peacefully die at home like this, then when they are sick and you have to put them down. I still have never heard of a cat just dying at home in a chair. She was by the fireplace, nice and warm in her usual sleep position. Thanks again for the poem too Carrie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – > <snip> > I’m sure that Shadow is off in the great catnip fields, playing with my > beloved Shadow-cat who moved on a few years ago. > {{{{{{Carrie}}}}}} > Fiona > — > If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not > sometimes taste the adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. > – Anne Bradstreet, Meditations Divine and Moral, 1664
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Oh, Carrie! I lost my second golden retriever this past July. He passed in his sleep. I still miss him, especially when we went to get our xmas tree on Sunday. We had two dogs and two cats. Sherlock, Agatha, Savvy and Merlin. I miss them all, but have a new friend. A pup of 2 pounds that was abandoned in Providence at about 3 weeks old. She is now a whopping 8 pounds and I love her sooooo much. We named her Xena because of her will to survive. Kept the older golden company in his last 4 weeks. Hugs, Marilyn – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – >No problem. Edmonton’s a nice place. I spent 6 or 7 years there. Had both >kids there, too. Lewis and Truffles? My, someone has got class at your >house! >Thanks Carrie. >Hi SpaceBar, > It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when >we >lived in Edmonton. > <pause to think>. > I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles >can >help keep an eye on her if you like. >Sorry for the lame reply, >Peter et al >>Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe >Wednesday. >>I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >>tailspin. >>Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the >family, >>passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it >was >>her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >>sick. >>A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on >the >>car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, >maybe >>she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and >would >>not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >>She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >>decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >>underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 >pm, >>just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >>Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my >bed >>and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >>Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >>time? >>Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away >from >>any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for >proper >>disposal of yet another beloved pet. >>Shadow is now an Angel >>Carrie
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Thanks Linda I don’t like losing pets. This AM, I’m half expecting this 3-foot diameter ball of fur to be walking on my keyboard as usual, but not today. No usual pranks of let me in and out and in and out and in and out and in – just to show me who is the ruler of the house. The dog is looking for her. Thanks, Linda Carrie
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> What a really rough period for you. I don’t think I have any words to > convey how I feel for you. > Be kind to yourself. Take time for yourself. > ((((( Carrie ))))) > Linda >Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. >I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >tailspin. >Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, >passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was >her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >sick. >A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the >car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe >she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would >not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed >and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >time? >Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from >any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper >disposal of yet another beloved pet. >Shadow is now an Angel >Carrie
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> I am so sorry Carrie.
Thanks. Like I have mentioned, ten years for a cat is pretty good. She was a real hunter and always a healthy scraper. I’d open my front door to many be-headed little birds. Presents? She lived right to the end still hunting. Carrie
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe > Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 > pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away > from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for > proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie > So sorry.
Thanks. I’ve had many cats. This one living 10 years was just a gift. Carrie
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie > The Little Cat Angel > by Leontine Stanfield > The ghost of a little white kitten > Crying morunfully, early and late, > Distractetd St. Peter, the watchman, > As he guarded the heavenly gate. > "Say, what do you mean," said his saintship, > "Coming here and behaving like that?" > "I want to see Nellie, my missus," > Sobbed the wee little ghost of a cat. > "I know she’s not happy without me, > Won’t you open and let me go in?" > "Begone," gasped the horrified watchman, > "Why the very idea is a sin; > I open the gate to good angels, > Not to stray little beggars like you." > "All right," mewed the little white kitten, > "Though a cat I’m a good angel, too." > Amazed at so bold an assertion, > But aware that he must make no mistake, > In silence, St.Peter long pondered, > For his name and repute were at stake, > Then placing the cat in his bosom > With a "Whist now, and say all your prayers," > He opened the heavenly portals > And ascended the bright golden stairs, > A little girl angel came flying, > "That’s my kitty, St. Peter," she cried. > And, seeing the joy of their meeting, > Peter let the cat angel abide. > This tale is the tale of a kitten > Dwelling now with the blessed above, > It vanquished grim Death and High Heaven > For the name of the kitten was Love. > — > Wordy > Jingle Jangle Jingle > Here comes Mr. Bingle > With another message from Kris Kringle
Well, I hope. At least I won’t find any more be-headed little birds at my doorstep to freak me out. It was just her way of bringing me presents I’m told. But, geesh it was sad. Poor little birds. Like I had always said – she’d be hunting right up til she died. And she was. Thanks Carrie
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No problem. Edmonton’s a nice place. I spent 6 or 7 years there. Had both kids there, too. Lewis and Truffles? My, someone has got class at your house! Thanks Carrie. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Hi SpaceBar, > It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when we > lived in Edmonton. > <pause to think>. > I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles can > help keep an eye on her if you like. > Sorry for the lame reply, > Peter et al > Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe > Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 > pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away > from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for > proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie. — Val in Boise
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> I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie.
We do love our furry babies, don’t we? I have two cats and two dogs. As I type, they are all fast asleep on my bed. It’s such a calming sight. I hate to spend a night away from them. My heart breaks for Carrie. I was immediately reminded of the "Little Cat Angel" poem I read many times as a child. — Wordy Jingle Jangle Jingle Here comes Mr. Bingle With another message from Kris Kringle
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<snip> I’m sure that Shadow is off in the great catnip fields, playing with my beloved Shadow-cat who moved on a few years ago. {{{{{{Carrie}}}}}} Fiona — If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste the adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. – Anne Bradstreet, Meditations Divine and Moral, 1664
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What a really rough period for you. I don’t think I have any words to convey how I feel for you. Be kind to yourself. Take time for yourself. ((((( Carrie ))))) Linda – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. >I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >tailspin. >Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, >passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was >her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >sick. >A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the >car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe >she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would >not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed >and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >time? >Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from >any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper >disposal of yet another beloved pet. >Shadow is now an Angel >Carrie
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I am so sorry Carrie.
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> Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
The Little Cat Angel by Leontine Stanfield The ghost of a little white kitten Crying morunfully, early and late, Distractetd St. Peter, the watchman, As he guarded the heavenly gate. "Say, what do you mean," said his saintship, "Coming here and behaving like that?" "I want to see Nellie, my missus," Sobbed the wee little ghost of a cat. "I know she’s not happy without me, Won’t you open and let me go in?" "Begone," gasped the horrified watchman, "Why the very idea is a sin; I open the gate to good angels, Not to stray little beggars like you." "All right," mewed the little white kitten, "Though a cat I’m a good angel, too." Amazed at so bold an assertion, But aware that he must make no mistake, In silence, St.Peter long pondered, For his name and repute were at stake, Then placing the cat in his bosom With a "Whist now, and say all your prayers," He opened the heavenly portals And ascended the bright golden stairs, A little girl angel came flying, "That’s my kitty, St. Peter," she cried. And, seeing the joy of their meeting, Peter let the cat angel abide. This tale is the tale of a kitten Dwelling now with the blessed above, It vanquished grim Death and High Heaven For the name of the kitten was Love. — Wordy Jingle Jangle Jingle Here comes Mr. Bingle With another message from Kris Kringle
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Hi SpaceBar, It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when we lived in Edmonton. <pause to think>. I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles can help keep an eye on her if you like. Sorry for the lame reply, Peter et al
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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Oh Carrie.. so sorry to hear about poor Shadow.. sometimes it seems like there is always something ELSE to tough out! ((((((Carrie))))))))
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Sorry for your loss Carrie. I am an animal lover myself, and know how > deep it can hurt. My best.
Aw, thanks. I have to find the cost from our Vet as soon as it opens for cremation or something. I just can’t go and dig a hole on City property. My little dog, is looking a little lost. :-( This is my 3rd sweetie in about 4 years. I’m having better luck with the dog now. ;) Carrie
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>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep.
Sorry for your loss Carrie. I am an animal lover myself, and know how deep it can hurt. My best.
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Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a tailspin. Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was sick. A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. She was eating catfood at late afternoon. At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their time? Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper disposal of yet another beloved pet. Shadow is now an Angel Carrie
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informed me of this: :Shadow is now an Angel :Carrie I lost one of my cats a few months ago. He was also called Shadow and I loved him very much. He died because he didn’t get up in time when I backed the car out. It was very traumatic for me. I held him as he died. I bury my pets in the back yard and put a headstone like a regular persons grave. You have to put a slab of concrete over the whole to keep from having other animals dig them up until they have went back to the earth. I find it very comforting to have a pet cemetery where I can go and remember my pets. You might have a problem with the ground being frozen right now and the local ordnance might require you to have them cremated, but I though I would tell you this. It always helped me to have closure. My kids are always involved and we don’t try not to cry. In the end it makes us all feel better and my kids need to know the cold truth about death. I of course still feel guilty about running over the cat. Hopper
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Oh, Carrie! I lost my second golden retriever this past July. He passed in his sleep. I still miss him, especially when we went to get our xmas tree on Sunday. We had two dogs and two cats. Sherlock, Agatha, Savvy and Merlin. I miss them all, but have a new friend. A pup of 2 pounds that was abandoned in Providence at about 3 weeks old. She is now a whopping 8 pounds and I love her sooooo much. We named her Xena because of her will to survive. Kept the older golden company in his last 4 weeks. Hugs, Marilyn – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – >No problem. Edmonton’s a nice place. I spent 6 or 7 years there. Had both >kids there, too. Lewis and Truffles? My, someone has got class at your >house! >Thanks Carrie. >Hi SpaceBar, > It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when >we >lived in Edmonton. > <pause to think>. > I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles >can >help keep an eye on her if you like. >Sorry for the lame reply, >Peter et al >>Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe >Wednesday. >>I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >>tailspin. >>Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the >family, >>passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it >was >>her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >>sick. >>A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on >the >>car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, >maybe >>she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and >would >>not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >>She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >>decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >>underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 >pm, >>just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >>Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my >bed >>and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >>Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >>time? >>Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away >from >>any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for >proper >>disposal of yet another beloved pet. >>Shadow is now an Angel >>Carrie
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informed me of this: :When I was a kid we had this gnarly grey cat. He was a little off. He used :to sleep up in the fan part of my Dad’s car. Each morning my dad would :start the car and let it warm up. Well, usually the cat would run out, but :this one morning the fur flew. My poor dad. Picking out grey fur out of :the engine of his 50s 4-door for days. He is a heavy-duty mechanic, but :still, this was not a pretty sight. He felt pretty bad about that. : :Carrie I have another cat that is fascinated with cars. He is either on top or in them. Twice now he has been caught by the fan belt and survived. The first time I cranked the car over and heard a "whomp" . I quickly cut the engine and looked under the car expecting to see a dead cat. He was hurt very bad, skinned from the head down the back and one side. I took him to the vet and we powdered the flesh with sulfa antibiotic and sewed him back up. He was fine. Then about a year later he disappears for a week. I find him in the basement, by calling for him and he answers with this little weak meow. I find him behind some boxes. We figured out later that he was in the road and a car drove right over him and the axle whacked him down his back. He stayed in the house for a week not moving and we had fed him. Shortly after all the hair fell off his back and some flesh died. He recovered and to this day still has part of his back bald. He still loves cars. I often find him curled up in the back after I am a mile or so down the road and have to take him back. He loves tight places. He was born in the bottom draw of a chest in my den while my kids watched. He still have him and his mom. His mon is a long haired cat that doesn’t like to be handled except in just the right way. She will plurr at me as I go by which is a signal for me to pet her once smoothing down her hair. She sleeps on my feet every night. The car cat (Moses) sometimes comes into my office and curls up in my in basket and sleeps. When we go for walks the two cats and our dog all go along with us. We have big undeveloped area behind our house and they follow behind or ahead, just out of sight, like they are point guards. I love them all. Hopper
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – > informed me of this: > :Shadow is now an Angel > :Carrie > I lost one of my cats a few months ago. He was also called Shadow and > I loved him very much. > He died because he didn’t get up in time when I backed the car out. It > was very traumatic for me. I held him as he died. > I bury my pets in the back yard and put a headstone like a regular > persons grave. You have to put a slab of concrete over the whole to > keep from having other animals dig them up until they have went back > to the earth. I find it very comforting to have a pet cemetery where I > can go and remember my pets. You might have a problem with the ground > being frozen right now and the local ordnance might require you to > have them cremated, but I though I would tell you this. It always > helped me to have closure. My kids are always involved and we don’t > try not to cry. In the end it makes us all feel better and my kids > need to know the cold truth about death. > I of course still feel guilty about running over the cat. > Hopper
When I was a kid we had this gnarly grey cat. He was a little off. He used to sleep up in the fan part of my Dad’s car. Each morning my dad would start the car and let it warm up. Well, usually the cat would run out, but this one morning the fur flew. My poor dad. Picking out grey fur out of the engine of his 50s 4-door for days. He is a heavy-duty mechanic, but still, this was not a pretty sight. He felt pretty bad about that. Carrie
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Thanks Val. She was a good old gal. A lovely hood ornament, too. She always loved to sit and sleep on the vehicles. Thanks again Carrie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie. > — > Val in Boise
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Thanks Fiona. I’ll tell you one thing. Its less painful when they peacefully die at home like this, then when they are sick and you have to put them down. I still have never heard of a cat just dying at home in a chair. She was by the fireplace, nice and warm in her usual sleep position. Thanks again for the poem too Carrie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – > <snip> > I’m sure that Shadow is off in the great catnip fields, playing with my > beloved Shadow-cat who moved on a few years ago. > {{{{{{Carrie}}}}}} > Fiona > — > If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not > sometimes taste the adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. > – Anne Bradstreet, Meditations Divine and Moral, 1664
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No problem. Edmonton’s a nice place. I spent 6 or 7 years there. Had both kids there, too. Lewis and Truffles? My, someone has got class at your house! Thanks Carrie. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Hi SpaceBar, > It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when we > lived in Edmonton. > <pause to think>. > I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles can > help keep an eye on her if you like. > Sorry for the lame reply, > Peter et al > Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe > Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 > pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away > from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for > proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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<snip> I’m sure that Shadow is off in the great catnip fields, playing with my beloved Shadow-cat who moved on a few years ago. {{{{{{Carrie}}}}}} Fiona — If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste the adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. – Anne Bradstreet, Meditations Divine and Moral, 1664
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> I am so sorry Carrie.
Thanks. Like I have mentioned, ten years for a cat is pretty good. She was a real hunter and always a healthy scraper. I’d open my front door to many be-headed little birds. Presents? She lived right to the end still hunting. Carrie
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Thanks Linda I don’t like losing pets. This AM, I’m half expecting this 3-foot diameter ball of fur to be walking on my keyboard as usual, but not today. No usual pranks of let me in and out and in and out and in and out and in – just to show me who is the ruler of the house. The dog is looking for her. Thanks, Linda Carrie
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> What a really rough period for you. I don’t think I have any words to > convey how I feel for you. > Be kind to yourself. Take time for yourself. > ((((( Carrie ))))) > Linda >Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. >I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >tailspin. >Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, >passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was >her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >sick. >A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the >car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe >she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would >not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed >and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >time? >Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from >any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper >disposal of yet another beloved pet. >Shadow is now an Angel >Carrie
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie > The Little Cat Angel > by Leontine Stanfield > The ghost of a little white kitten > Crying morunfully, early and late, > Distractetd St. Peter, the watchman, > As he guarded the heavenly gate. > "Say, what do you mean," said his saintship, > "Coming here and behaving like that?" > "I want to see Nellie, my missus," > Sobbed the wee little ghost of a cat. > "I know she’s not happy without me, > Won’t you open and let me go in?" > "Begone," gasped the horrified watchman, > "Why the very idea is a sin; > I open the gate to good angels, > Not to stray little beggars like you." > "All right," mewed the little white kitten, > "Though a cat I’m a good angel, too." > Amazed at so bold an assertion, > But aware that he must make no mistake, > In silence, St.Peter long pondered, > For his name and repute were at stake, > Then placing the cat in his bosom > With a "Whist now, and say all your prayers," > He opened the heavenly portals > And ascended the bright golden stairs, > A little girl angel came flying, > "That’s my kitty, St. Peter," she cried. > And, seeing the joy of their meeting, > Peter let the cat angel abide. > This tale is the tale of a kitten > Dwelling now with the blessed above, > It vanquished grim Death and High Heaven > For the name of the kitten was Love. > — > Wordy > Jingle Jangle Jingle > Here comes Mr. Bingle > With another message from Kris Kringle
Well, I hope. At least I won’t find any more be-headed little birds at my doorstep to freak me out. It was just her way of bringing me presents I’m told. But, geesh it was sad. Poor little birds. Like I had always said – she’d be hunting right up til she died. And she was. Thanks Carrie
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe > Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 > pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away > from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for > proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie > So sorry.
Thanks. I’ve had many cats. This one living 10 years was just a gift. Carrie
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I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie. — Val in Boise
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> I am sorry you lost your friend, Carrie.
We do love our furry babies, don’t we? I have two cats and two dogs. As I type, they are all fast asleep on my bed. It’s such a calming sight. I hate to spend a night away from them. My heart breaks for Carrie. I was immediately reminded of the "Little Cat Angel" poem I read many times as a child. — Wordy Jingle Jangle Jingle Here comes Mr. Bingle With another message from Kris Kringle
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Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a tailspin. Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was sick. A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. She was eating catfood at late afternoon. At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their time? Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper disposal of yet another beloved pet. Shadow is now an Angel Carrie
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>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep.
Sorry for your loss Carrie. I am an animal lover myself, and know how deep it can hurt. My best.
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>At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Sorry for your loss Carrie. I am an animal lover myself, and know how > deep it can hurt. My best.
Aw, thanks. I have to find the cost from our Vet as soon as it opens for cremation or something. I just can’t go and dig a hole on City property. My little dog, is looking a little lost. :-( This is my 3rd sweetie in about 4 years. I’m having better luck with the dog now. ;) Carrie
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Oh Carrie.. so sorry to hear about poor Shadow.. sometimes it seems like there is always something ELSE to tough out! ((((((Carrie))))))))
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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Hi SpaceBar, It’s very sad to loose a pet. A couple of our pet rabbits died when we lived in Edmonton. <pause to think>. I sincerely hope you begin to feel better soon. Lewis and Truffles can help keep an eye on her if you like. Sorry for the lame reply, Peter et al
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. > I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a > tailspin. > Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, > passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was > her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was > sick. > A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the > car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe > she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would > not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. > She was eating catfood at late afternoon. > At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree > decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from > underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, > just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. > Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed > and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. > Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their > time? > Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from > any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper > disposal of yet another beloved pet. > Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
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> Shadow is now an Angel > Carrie
The Little Cat Angel by Leontine Stanfield The ghost of a little white kitten Crying morunfully, early and late, Distractetd St. Peter, the watchman, As he guarded the heavenly gate. "Say, what do you mean," said his saintship, "Coming here and behaving like that?" "I want to see Nellie, my missus," Sobbed the wee little ghost of a cat. "I know she’s not happy without me, Won’t you open and let me go in?" "Begone," gasped the horrified watchman, "Why the very idea is a sin; I open the gate to good angels, Not to stray little beggars like you." "All right," mewed the little white kitten, "Though a cat I’m a good angel, too." Amazed at so bold an assertion, But aware that he must make no mistake, In silence, St.Peter long pondered, For his name and repute were at stake, Then placing the cat in his bosom With a "Whist now, and say all your prayers," He opened the heavenly portals And ascended the bright golden stairs, A little girl angel came flying, "That’s my kitty, St. Peter," she cried. And, seeing the joy of their meeting, Peter let the cat angel abide. This tale is the tale of a kitten Dwelling now with the blessed above, It vanquished grim Death and High Heaven For the name of the kitten was Love. — Wordy Jingle Jangle Jingle Here comes Mr. Bingle With another message from Kris Kringle
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I am so sorry Carrie.
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What a really rough period for you. I don’t think I have any words to convey how I feel for you. Be kind to yourself. Take time for yourself. ((((( Carrie ))))) Linda – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->Well, the days have been bad. And I’ve yet to seek help. Maybe Wednesday. >I’m so scared that the lack of help I’ll receive will send me into a >tailspin. >Tuesday, ended on a painful note. Our Cat, a 10-year part of the family, >passed away. She was meowing up a storm yesterday (very odd!), but it was >her *let me out to barf meow*. So I let her out and sure enough she was >sick. >A while later, the dog and I went out and she was still out sitting on the >car meowing at me loudly to get my attention. Odd, I thought. But, maybe >she is going deaf. She was distracting the dog from his duties and would >not let up. So back *all* of us go into the house for treats, etc. >She was eating catfood at late afternoon. >At 7:00 pm she was sleeping in a chair on top of all my xmas tree >decorations. Odd again. So I carefully pulled each bag out from >underneath her. She was still alive then. I left her alone. At 11:00 pm, >just out of the blue I thought *she is dead*. Yep. >Born and died right in front of me. Her mother birthed only her on my bed >and then disappeared when she was 4 weeks old. >Don’t cats leave home and die in the bush or something when it is their >time? >Well, she is wrapped up in a old towel, in a box outside, secured away from >any animals that are hungry. I guess its off to the Vet tomorrow for proper >disposal of yet another beloved pet. >Shadow is now an Angel >Carrie
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