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I am absolutely heartbroken and regretful over my Meela having to be put down
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Every cat is unique, they can never be replaced, no matter what, no matter how similar another cat can be. People who say this don't know anything about pets and love!
When I was going to lose my sweet Lola I would have given my life to save hers, but it didn't go that way
The pain is still the same, yesterday I was really sad about missing Lola, yesterday was a bad day indeed... Furthermore yesterday was the fourth anniversary of my other cat Tom's death. I wrote a tribute to him. I'm crying for hm after 4 years, I think I never got over it even after such a long time.
Meela would be so proud of you, taking in these kittens and giving them a good loving home.
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Hello everyone. It's been a while since I have posted. As much as this site was a life saver for when I lost Meela, I feel I had to step away in order to heal. Being here all the time helped, but sometimes it was like putting salt on a cut.
It will be 6 horrible lonely months without Meela as of tomorrow. My heart is still broken and I still cry. I miss her every single day. I will always regret that fateful decision. Especially after what I just went through with Ivy.
Ivy is doing very well. She is just as tough as her sister and brother. She is lighter and a bit smaller. A few weeks ago, she started having diarrhea and at first I thought it was the Meow Mix that made the others that way. Theirs only lasted a couple days and then they were all better. Ivy didn't get better, she got much worse. In fact, I had to wash her behind. She had two days that reminded me of Meela in the worst way. She sat around looking sad and I could tell she didn't feel well. She felt warm and wouldn't eat or drink much. Her bottom also started swelling, which looked like an infection. I thought, "Oh, no! I can't go through this again." My heart sank because this miracle kitten I prayed for was at point that I could lose her too.
When I decided that a vet had to be brought into this situation, my daughter told me that I was never going to go back to the place where she lost her dog and I lost Meela. So she recommended this much older vet that is in another town. He is old school medicine, but has treated her husbands family and her cats for the last few years and he made them better.
I knew if I took Ivy back to the other place, they would do blood work, x-rays and other tests to get to the bottom of what was going on with Ivy. It would cost hundreds of dollars and in the back of my mind I thought what if she had what Meela had? Sadly, I just couldn't afford to go back there due to financial and emotional reasons.
So I made an appointment and got her right in. My son went with me. He was scared for her too. She cried all the way over since she had never ridden in a car before (other than the night she went to the Rabies clinic). I kept putting my hand on the carrier for her to smell to know I was there.
We didn't wait long, since it's a smaller not as modern clinic. The vet looked her over and then asked if her food had been changed from what she usually eats. I told him yes and he said, "well, her body hasn't adjusted to it, but her butt swollen from you washing it..." Apparently, I could rinse her off, but should not have attempted to wash her. It irritated her. He said he would give her a pill that would help her stomach and a shot to help clear up the swelling and possible infection. He said in 2 to 3 days she would be better but that I should keep rinsing her off, not washing to help her along.
Ivy glared at me in the worst way when he was giving her the shot. My son and I had to hold her. She was MAD.
True to the vets words, Ivy was much better a couple days later. Her swelling went down overnight and the diarrhea was nearly gone. He told us he saw this in many other cats hundreds of times. He also recommended giving her a small dose of Pepto Bismol once a day for the next couple days.
The store I normally get their cat food from had run out and I accidentally bought the wrong bag. They ate a dish full before I realized it was the wrong kind (both have green labels - Purina Indoors). But because it wasn't introduced in the 20/80 ratio, their stomachs didn't take too well to it.
A week later Tink, her brother, after playing hard just dropped on our coffee table and was panting. I thought he was dying. He had a small amount of diarrhea also, so I gave him a little Pepto and put him in a kennel so he would rest. My son brought me to work and when he returned home, Tink was up and purring and so much better. He couldn't believe it. He must have had a stomach ache. I thought when he called me that he was going to tell me Tink died.
So after thinking about how Ivy was really going to be ok, I found myself questioning why I never got a second opinion for Meela. I mean you would if it were a person. If I had taken her to this other vet, would she still be alive? In my heart, I know there is no real answer for that, but I also believe she would be.
This vet only charged $15 to save Ivy's life. I paid over $1,800 and still lost Meela. I know it's not the same, but I guess what I am saying is that if you have an opportunity to get a second opinion and you can afford it, do it. I still believe that I never should have put Meela down. I will regret it until I die. No words will ever convince me it was the right thing to do.
I have moved on from then, even though the pain and heartache is still here. I know she visits me at night every so often. One night, I felt movement around my hand like she was trying to go to sleep on it. Nothing or no one was around...I know it was her. So as much regret as I have, I have to believe she forgave me. I also believe she is Ivy's guardian angel.
One last thing. One of Ivy's eyes is turning a light green. The other is both light blue and light green as this time. The inside is light blue and the outside is light green. It's like a split eye color. I will post a picture when she allows me to get one of her. Thanks for listening.
It will be 6 horrible lonely months without Meela as of tomorrow. My heart is still broken and I still cry. I miss her every single day. I will always regret that fateful decision. Especially after what I just went through with Ivy.
Ivy is doing very well. She is just as tough as her sister and brother. She is lighter and a bit smaller. A few weeks ago, she started having diarrhea and at first I thought it was the Meow Mix that made the others that way. Theirs only lasted a couple days and then they were all better. Ivy didn't get better, she got much worse. In fact, I had to wash her behind. She had two days that reminded me of Meela in the worst way. She sat around looking sad and I could tell she didn't feel well. She felt warm and wouldn't eat or drink much. Her bottom also started swelling, which looked like an infection. I thought, "Oh, no! I can't go through this again." My heart sank because this miracle kitten I prayed for was at point that I could lose her too.
When I decided that a vet had to be brought into this situation, my daughter told me that I was never going to go back to the place where she lost her dog and I lost Meela. So she recommended this much older vet that is in another town. He is old school medicine, but has treated her husbands family and her cats for the last few years and he made them better.
I knew if I took Ivy back to the other place, they would do blood work, x-rays and other tests to get to the bottom of what was going on with Ivy. It would cost hundreds of dollars and in the back of my mind I thought what if she had what Meela had? Sadly, I just couldn't afford to go back there due to financial and emotional reasons.
So I made an appointment and got her right in. My son went with me. He was scared for her too. She cried all the way over since she had never ridden in a car before (other than the night she went to the Rabies clinic). I kept putting my hand on the carrier for her to smell to know I was there.
We didn't wait long, since it's a smaller not as modern clinic. The vet looked her over and then asked if her food had been changed from what she usually eats. I told him yes and he said, "well, her body hasn't adjusted to it, but her butt swollen from you washing it..." Apparently, I could rinse her off, but should not have attempted to wash her. It irritated her. He said he would give her a pill that would help her stomach and a shot to help clear up the swelling and possible infection. He said in 2 to 3 days she would be better but that I should keep rinsing her off, not washing to help her along.
Ivy glared at me in the worst way when he was giving her the shot. My son and I had to hold her. She was MAD.
True to the vets words, Ivy was much better a couple days later. Her swelling went down overnight and the diarrhea was nearly gone. He told us he saw this in many other cats hundreds of times. He also recommended giving her a small dose of Pepto Bismol once a day for the next couple days.
The store I normally get their cat food from had run out and I accidentally bought the wrong bag. They ate a dish full before I realized it was the wrong kind (both have green labels - Purina Indoors). But because it wasn't introduced in the 20/80 ratio, their stomachs didn't take too well to it.
A week later Tink, her brother, after playing hard just dropped on our coffee table and was panting. I thought he was dying. He had a small amount of diarrhea also, so I gave him a little Pepto and put him in a kennel so he would rest. My son brought me to work and when he returned home, Tink was up and purring and so much better. He couldn't believe it. He must have had a stomach ache. I thought when he called me that he was going to tell me Tink died.
So after thinking about how Ivy was really going to be ok, I found myself questioning why I never got a second opinion for Meela. I mean you would if it were a person. If I had taken her to this other vet, would she still be alive? In my heart, I know there is no real answer for that, but I also believe she would be.
This vet only charged $15 to save Ivy's life. I paid over $1,800 and still lost Meela. I know it's not the same, but I guess what I am saying is that if you have an opportunity to get a second opinion and you can afford it, do it. I still believe that I never should have put Meela down. I will regret it until I die. No words will ever convince me it was the right thing to do.
I have moved on from then, even though the pain and heartache is still here. I know she visits me at night every so often. One night, I felt movement around my hand like she was trying to go to sleep on it. Nothing or no one was around...I know it was her. So as much regret as I have, I have to believe she forgave me. I also believe she is Ivy's guardian angel.
One last thing. One of Ivy's eyes is turning a light green. The other is both light blue and light green as this time. The inside is light blue and the outside is light green. It's like a split eye color. I will post a picture when she allows me to get one of her. Thanks for listening.
M
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Your story about Ivy kept me from breathing till the end!
Thanks God she's fine now, and Tink too.
I know, I do know, how you are feeling when you think about Meela and not having taken her to another vet. I think you should not think about it too much, though, because it will only bring you more tears and heartaches.
It seems you're not forgiving yourself, and of course who would forgive themselves if they were in your shoes?
But you know that Meela has forgiven you, her continuous night visits are a sign that she still loves you and she's not mad at you, she knows that whatever you did wasn't intentional and that you acted while devastated by the fear she was suffering, and you didn't want her to suffer because you loved her so much.
Meela sent you Ivy, Meela knows that yours is the best home around for a special cat, Meela knows how big your heart is. And she isn't even jealous, she knows that her place in your heart will be always there, it'll never shrink even if you will love other cats.
Keep remembering Meela, don't beat yourself up for something that didn't depend from you. There's somebody else that should feel ashamed, one day their errors will pay a toll!
Your story about Ivy kept me from breathing till the end!
Thanks God she's fine now, and Tink too.
I know, I do know, how you are feeling when you think about Meela and not having taken her to another vet. I think you should not think about it too much, though, because it will only bring you more tears and heartaches.
It seems you're not forgiving yourself, and of course who would forgive themselves if they were in your shoes?
But you know that Meela has forgiven you, her continuous night visits are a sign that she still loves you and she's not mad at you, she knows that whatever you did wasn't intentional and that you acted while devastated by the fear she was suffering, and you didn't want her to suffer because you loved her so much.
Meela sent you Ivy, Meela knows that yours is the best home around for a special cat, Meela knows how big your heart is. And she isn't even jealous, she knows that her place in your heart will be always there, it'll never shrink even if you will love other cats.
Keep remembering Meela, don't beat yourself up for something that didn't depend from you. There's somebody else that should feel ashamed, one day their errors will pay a toll!
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View attachment 204445 Antonio, I don't see myself ever forgiving myself for putting Meela down. I will always wonder. I do believe Meela is Ivy's guardian angel though. I'm a attaching a couple recent pictures of Ivy. If you look closely at the the right eye, you can see blue on the inside. I love this little girl so much. Her body weight and feel really feels like Meela did. She is her sister 100% with the same dad and mom.
Thank you for your kind words. You know I really appreciate them! On another note, we just found homes for Tink and Shadow - Ivy's brother and sister. I know they will be loved and well taken care of. I almost didn't let Tink go, but the story was so compelling that I had to . This lady has looked all over for a kitten in the area. Although I find it hard to believe she couldn't find one local, I do know shelters rarely have kittens. They always go first, especially white ones. She was ready to travel 4 hours away to get one when my daughter told her about Tink. He is such a spirited kitten and always makes me smile. But now it's time for him to go to these little girls who finally got their mom to agree to get one. She has always wanted one, but couldn't because of where she lived.
When my daughter asked about Shadow - who is black as coal - she told her she knew of another girl who may want to take her. I am just happy that they can have their own homes and start their new lives with people who will love them as much as I did.
Ivy was my precious one gifted from God, so there is no way, ever, that she can leave. She wouldn't want to if she could. She knows she has it made with me.
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Thank you for your kind words. You know I really appreciate them! On another note, we just found homes for Tink and Shadow - Ivy's brother and sister. I know they will be loved and well taken care of. I almost didn't let Tink go, but the story was so compelling that I had to . This lady has looked all over for a kitten in the area. Although I find it hard to believe she couldn't find one local, I do know shelters rarely have kittens. They always go first, especially white ones. She was ready to travel 4 hours away to get one when my daughter told her about Tink. He is such a spirited kitten and always makes me smile. But now it's time for him to go to these little girls who finally got their mom to agree to get one. She has always wanted one, but couldn't because of where she lived.
When my daughter asked about Shadow - who is black as coal - she told her she knew of another girl who may want to take her. I am just happy that they can have their own homes and start their new lives with people who will love them as much as I did.
Ivy was my precious one gifted from God, so there is no way, ever, that she can leave. She wouldn't want to if she could. She knows she has it made with me.
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Ivy is a beauty indeed!
I'm glad that Shadow and Tink have found new families for their future life.
I do hope that the new families will keep in touch with you with updates and photos of how they are going
I'm glad that Shadow and Tink have found new families for their future life.
I do hope that the new families will keep in touch with you with updates and photos of how they are going
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I know some time has passed, but I'm sorry about Meela. My kitty, Tiger, had his WBC down to less than 400. His blood count has dropped fairly low. I wish we knew more about kitties, but it sounded like you did the best thing for Meela. She fought hard and loved you and your family very much.
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Hi Mickey. I am doing better. Thank you so much for asking about me. I have come to realize that I will never, ever forgive myself for Meela. I still find myself crying and apologizing. Having Ivy has helped me tremendously and I don't cry so much when see things that remind me of Meela. She chases the water when i turn it on low in the sink. She sleeps where Meela slept on my bed. She knows when I need her and will just get in my lap. She is truly an amazing baby and I love her to pieces.
The loss of Meela will haunt me and follow me forever. Even though God sent me Ivy, there still so much sadness with that horrible experience.
I have an amazing story to share about another cat. At this time, we have way too many. Shadow and Tink's homes fell through and another cat that had a home lost his too. So I might have to reach out to the local animal shelter to help place them. There are too many males and their fight to be ALPHA is taking it's toll. Abby also had another litter of kittens. There were 4, but one was stillborn. Another lived just over a day and then passed. The other two are both girls a gray with a slight tiger pattern and a black and white tuxedo that looks identical to Abby, her mom.
So my story: About 4 years ago we had a set of male kittens. One was gray and the other was an apricot color. The gray went to my daughters friend and the other I named Little Buddy, because his coloring was a lot like my 16.5 year old cat Buddy. It's a unique color and he was soft as silk. Buddy was about 7 or 8 months old when my husband accidentally let him outside. He said he would be find and come back...But he didn't. I called and called and looked for days and there was no Buddy.
I thought the worst and believed he was gone forever. Buddy had a unique pattern on him. It wasn't tiger stripes, but just a strange pattern that you don't see every day. I was just looking at pictures of the cats we lost with my kids in December.
Around that time there was this cat that kept coming around. I thought it was my daughter's cat, Tiny, who is the opposite of his name. But he is gold with obvious stripes. This cat wasn't. I called it with the here Kitty, Kitty to no avail.
The weather here has been BRUTAL since around Christmas until last week. Sometimes the wind chill put us at 45 below zero. I couldn't get that cat out of my mind. I was worried that it was homeless.
My husband noticed him on the sidewalk and asked me if I knew who's cat is was. After a couple misses with it, I finally saw something that caught my eye. The pattern on this cat. Why was it so familiar? So then I went to my cat pictures and found something. Buddy had that same pattern. But I didn't know where that cat went.
My daughter was over one night (she lives just down the road) and mentioned this cat living under her porch. Well my mission was set...go get this cat and see if it could be Buddy. It took 2-3 days of easing it out from the porch before finally it let me pet it. Then it was another day before I could hold it.
As soon as he let me I looked into this cats eyes and looked him over to realized THIS WAS MY LITTLE BUDDY!!!!
I don't know where he has been for the last 3-4 years but he came back to me. He is quite large and heavy, making me think he has been fixed. He does not try to do anything with my females, unlike the other boys. I have been harboring him in my sons room for the last couple weeks. The other males seek him out and try to fight him, which he has no desire to do. He seems healthy, but none has been looking for him. He has been in our area for almost a month.
My plan is to keep him. He's my Christmas Miracle. He came home! How can i turn him away?
The goal will be to keep Ivy, Abby, Buddy and probably Meeka, after Bri gets him fixed. My husband isn't going to like it, but I can't give them up. Bri had her baby last month and has since moved home with us, so Meeka most likely won't be going anywhere.
Anyway. Sometimes for me, it's better that I don't come back here so often because everything still feels raw. It feels like yesterday. I'm not sure that i will every be truly healed, but having Ivy does help me move forward. And now with Buddy coming back, it's like God put him back in my path for a reason. I can't ignore that anymore than him answering my prayers for Ivy.
I hope you, too, are doing better along with all the friends I made on here. I'll check back later. I'm also posting Buddy as a kitten and Buddy as he is now so that you can see what I see.
The loss of Meela will haunt me and follow me forever. Even though God sent me Ivy, there still so much sadness with that horrible experience.
I have an amazing story to share about another cat. At this time, we have way too many. Shadow and Tink's homes fell through and another cat that had a home lost his too. So I might have to reach out to the local animal shelter to help place them. There are too many males and their fight to be ALPHA is taking it's toll. Abby also had another litter of kittens. There were 4, but one was stillborn. Another lived just over a day and then passed. The other two are both girls a gray with a slight tiger pattern and a black and white tuxedo that looks identical to Abby, her mom.
So my story: About 4 years ago we had a set of male kittens. One was gray and the other was an apricot color. The gray went to my daughters friend and the other I named Little Buddy, because his coloring was a lot like my 16.5 year old cat Buddy. It's a unique color and he was soft as silk. Buddy was about 7 or 8 months old when my husband accidentally let him outside. He said he would be find and come back...But he didn't. I called and called and looked for days and there was no Buddy.
I thought the worst and believed he was gone forever. Buddy had a unique pattern on him. It wasn't tiger stripes, but just a strange pattern that you don't see every day. I was just looking at pictures of the cats we lost with my kids in December.
Around that time there was this cat that kept coming around. I thought it was my daughter's cat, Tiny, who is the opposite of his name. But he is gold with obvious stripes. This cat wasn't. I called it with the here Kitty, Kitty to no avail.
The weather here has been BRUTAL since around Christmas until last week. Sometimes the wind chill put us at 45 below zero. I couldn't get that cat out of my mind. I was worried that it was homeless.
My husband noticed him on the sidewalk and asked me if I knew who's cat is was. After a couple misses with it, I finally saw something that caught my eye. The pattern on this cat. Why was it so familiar? So then I went to my cat pictures and found something. Buddy had that same pattern. But I didn't know where that cat went.
My daughter was over one night (she lives just down the road) and mentioned this cat living under her porch. Well my mission was set...go get this cat and see if it could be Buddy. It took 2-3 days of easing it out from the porch before finally it let me pet it. Then it was another day before I could hold it.
As soon as he let me I looked into this cats eyes and looked him over to realized THIS WAS MY LITTLE BUDDY!!!!
I don't know where he has been for the last 3-4 years but he came back to me. He is quite large and heavy, making me think he has been fixed. He does not try to do anything with my females, unlike the other boys. I have been harboring him in my sons room for the last couple weeks. The other males seek him out and try to fight him, which he has no desire to do. He seems healthy, but none has been looking for him. He has been in our area for almost a month.
My plan is to keep him. He's my Christmas Miracle. He came home! How can i turn him away?
The goal will be to keep Ivy, Abby, Buddy and probably Meeka, after Bri gets him fixed. My husband isn't going to like it, but I can't give them up. Bri had her baby last month and has since moved home with us, so Meeka most likely won't be going anywhere.
Anyway. Sometimes for me, it's better that I don't come back here so often because everything still feels raw. It feels like yesterday. I'm not sure that i will every be truly healed, but having Ivy does help me move forward. And now with Buddy coming back, it's like God put him back in my path for a reason. I can't ignore that anymore than him answering my prayers for Ivy.
I hope you, too, are doing better along with all the friends I made on here. I'll check back later. I'm also posting Buddy as a kitten and Buddy as he is now so that you can see what I see.
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Praise God you found him again, that is a MIRACLE for sure!!!!!
wow that is wonderful that your little guy came back home. This story made my day
Whatever miracle occurred, it was YOUR miracle! Love that prodigal son back into the fold and give him the love and the home he deserves!
My heart will forever be broken too, the void never filled, but you learn to live with the pain. You have absolutely nothing to apologize to Meela for, all you did was love her, and everything you did was out of love for her, and that is all she ever wanted. Meela would be the last one to hold you guilty for something that was done out of love, she loves you too much. Every day, think of one little thing she did to make your life complete. Thank her for it, and for sharing your life and your heart, for making your life whole. Then embrace what is in your life at the moment, for it is the rest of your life.Meela is safe in your heart, kept in the Lord's loving care, until you meet again.
She sends you another miracle, she continues to send you her pure love. She is your soulmate and that will never change.
My heart will forever be broken too, the void never filled, but you learn to live with the pain. You have absolutely nothing to apologize to Meela for, all you did was love her, and everything you did was out of love for her, and that is all she ever wanted. Meela would be the last one to hold you guilty for something that was done out of love, she loves you too much. Every day, think of one little thing she did to make your life complete. Thank her for it, and for sharing your life and your heart, for making your life whole. Then embrace what is in your life at the moment, for it is the rest of your life.Meela is safe in your heart, kept in the Lord's loving care, until you meet again.
She sends you another miracle, she continues to send you her pure love. She is your soulmate and that will never change.
M
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The story of your Little Buddy is like a Dicken's Christmas tale, just fantastic and perfectly fit for the time of the year
Who knows where these cats go when they lose the way home, it seems as they live in a parallel dimension, where time never passes and they can look over us till the time they walk through that "stargate door" and are back to our dimension.
He'll be glad to back home, I'm sure he has lots to tell, but he won't and what he has seen will be forever his secret.
What a wonderful pattern on his coat, I have seen other cat like him, every pattern is unique, like a fingeprint
The story of your Little Buddy is like a Dicken's Christmas tale, just fantastic and perfectly fit for the time of the year
Who knows where these cats go when they lose the way home, it seems as they live in a parallel dimension, where time never passes and they can look over us till the time they walk through that "stargate door" and are back to our dimension.
He'll be glad to back home, I'm sure he has lots to tell, but he won't and what he has seen will be forever his secret.
What a wonderful pattern on his coat, I have seen other cat like him, every pattern is unique, like a fingeprint
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Thank you all. I just hope others out there find a way to deal with having to put a pet down. It's so heartbreaking, especially if you do it under duress. I wish I could convince myself it was the right thing to do. I just can't. I never will. I should have given her more time. I pray for all of you who have been in this situation. The truth is that your heart will always be broken like Bob and Di said. For me, Ivy helped me. I don't feel like I will ever be whole again, but she helps me so much. She gives me something to look forward to, especially when she greets me when I come home. Then when I get in bed, she knows that is where she is supposed to be too.
Lil' Buddy, who isn't so little is doing quite well also. I called it a Christmas Miracle. I worry someone is looking for him, but have not hear or seen anything that indicates that he is lost or missing. Funny story though:
As I mentioned, Buddy is being hid by my son until this weekend. Jake left his bedroom door open and Buddy came down to the living room where my husband was and just sat in front of him. My husband looked twice and said..wait, that's not one of ours..who is that? So I slyly asked Jake whose cat is that? Then I picked him up, hugging him of course and started out of the room. My husband said..so what cat is that? I said, oh, that's Buddy. I had to maneuver my way back upstairs to keep him in hiding. On Sunday, I woke up to Buddy lying on my bed between my husband and me. LOL..He is such a baby. I jumped up and took him back to Jake's room. LOL I have had some close calls, but after the others are placed, I believe things will be much easier.
Thanks to all of you for being her for me. I can't tell you how much you have helped me through these last 9 months.
Lil' Buddy, who isn't so little is doing quite well also. I called it a Christmas Miracle. I worry someone is looking for him, but have not hear or seen anything that indicates that he is lost or missing. Funny story though:
As I mentioned, Buddy is being hid by my son until this weekend. Jake left his bedroom door open and Buddy came down to the living room where my husband was and just sat in front of him. My husband looked twice and said..wait, that's not one of ours..who is that? So I slyly asked Jake whose cat is that? Then I picked him up, hugging him of course and started out of the room. My husband said..so what cat is that? I said, oh, that's Buddy. I had to maneuver my way back upstairs to keep him in hiding. On Sunday, I woke up to Buddy lying on my bed between my husband and me. LOL..He is such a baby. I jumped up and took him back to Jake's room. LOL I have had some close calls, but after the others are placed, I believe things will be much easier.
Thanks to all of you for being her for me. I can't tell you how much you have helped me through these last 9 months.
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Thanks meelasmom, there are days when I feel better, and there are days when I don't. There are also good days when all of a sudden I have a flashback of one of those terrible and dreadful last days, especially early in the morning or late in the evening. Or as soon as I get to bed at night.
In the last weeks I've been busy looking after a feral kitten that I'm fostering while I find a new house for her. She's so lovely, but needs a lot of attention because she's been very sick and has an infected and swollen eye. She keeps me very busy, so I'm thinking of Lola a bit less.
And I do not want to think of her less
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It's creeping up on a year since I went through the huge loss of my Meela. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't regret everything and miss her. Since Ivy was sent down to me through my prayers to God, life has been better. She has helped me heal some of that huge hole in my heart. I try to not think about the dates that are memorable leading up to Meela's last day. I can't put myself through it. I just can't. I am sending hugs and prayers to all of you and want to let you know that it does get better. I still recommend getting a second opinion before committing to anything, if there is time. I wish I had done so. I often wondered if it would, but having Ivy has really given me something to look forward to.
When Ivy was sick a few month back, I was racked with fear of losing her. It turned out that her system couldn't handle the food I was giving her, so I had to switch. Had I taken her to where I had been taking Meela, they would have ran every test on her only to tell me she had something seriously wrong. I know it would have cost another $1,000 for that too. Not, that she's not worth it, but I am glad I took her somewhere else. She got a pill an a shot and in 2 days was as good as new.
Here is a more recent photo of my beautiful girl. She gets a can a of Fancy Feast for breakfast and dinner because she can't eat too much hard cat food or her stomach gets irritated. I might be spoiling her because she has been putting more weight on and is getting a little chubby. I love her more than I can say in words. She comes and gets me up when my alarm goes off and follows me around just up until I get ready to leave. If she can't find me, she hollars for me. I look forward to seeing her when I get home for work. If she is sleeping, I wake her up with a kiss and whisper that I missed her and love her. Often, she comes a finds me first.
When Ivy was sick a few month back, I was racked with fear of losing her. It turned out that her system couldn't handle the food I was giving her, so I had to switch. Had I taken her to where I had been taking Meela, they would have ran every test on her only to tell me she had something seriously wrong. I know it would have cost another $1,000 for that too. Not, that she's not worth it, but I am glad I took her somewhere else. She got a pill an a shot and in 2 days was as good as new.
Here is a more recent photo of my beautiful girl. She gets a can a of Fancy Feast for breakfast and dinner because she can't eat too much hard cat food or her stomach gets irritated. I might be spoiling her because she has been putting more weight on and is getting a little chubby. I love her more than I can say in words. She comes and gets me up when my alarm goes off and follows me around just up until I get ready to leave. If she can't find me, she hollars for me. I look forward to seeing her when I get home for work. If she is sleeping, I wake her up with a kiss and whisper that I missed her and love her. Often, she comes a finds me first.
