Hannah was rescued from the streets of Fort Worth at the age of 7 months and was adopted into our home the Sunday after Thanksgiving in 2005. She weighed all of 4 pounds and was a medical mess. She started sneezing on the way home. The next day she had raging diarrhea and a severe upper respiratory infection. She spent the first week of her life with us at the vet's getting treatment. They told me a couple of months later that they were really surprised she survived the first night. She was a fighter and fought health problems her whole life, but this past week, she couldn't win the fight.
This past Wednesday, she threw up, which isn't totally uncommon, but not normal. She refused to eat the remaining of Wednesday and only would eat a little bit of baby food on Thursday. Friday, my husband force fed her, which she didn't appreciate one bit! On Friday afternoon, my husband took her to the vet. They ran tests and did an x-ray. Her kidney numbers were great, but the x-ray showed bunched up intestines, so the vet suspected a blockage. Off to the ER vet where they did barium x-rays and an ultrasound. The x-rays showed some abnormalities, but ultrasound showed that she had lymphoma in her intestines and it had spread to her spleen. There was also a little bit of fluid in her abdomen that the vet said was most likely leaking from the tumors on her spleen and cancerous. Sadly, we had to make the heart-wrenching decision to send her to kitty heaven on Saturday evening.
The house is not the same. She was the smallest of our kitties, only weighing about 9 pounds, but had the biggest purrsonality and was the top cat. She whacked first and took names second. She put everyone in their place and took nothing from nobody, even as she aged and grew more fragile. She was a snuggle bug, love bug, and craved human attention. She wasn't fond of other kitties, but always sough lovins from the humans. She knew when we weren't feeling well and snuggled close. She kept the schedule of the house and never missed a meal. She loved cheese of all kinds as well as yogurt. Every evening, she would hop up on my computer keyboard tray, knead my tummy, then walk up to my chest where she would purr and snuggle. Every night, she slept by my side, preferring to be under the covers on cold nights. She loved a good sunbeam and a good snuggle on the couch with her daddy. She was a joy and a faithful companion to us for 15 years. I am so glad we got to be her humans. She is dearly missed, but I know that she's not suffering any longer.
Good-bye for now Hannah Grace, aka Hannah bean-bean, Hannah-bug, Hannah-girl, Hannah-nanner, Baby girl. Your meowmy and daddy love you and miss you. Thank you for loving us.
This past Wednesday, she threw up, which isn't totally uncommon, but not normal. She refused to eat the remaining of Wednesday and only would eat a little bit of baby food on Thursday. Friday, my husband force fed her, which she didn't appreciate one bit! On Friday afternoon, my husband took her to the vet. They ran tests and did an x-ray. Her kidney numbers were great, but the x-ray showed bunched up intestines, so the vet suspected a blockage. Off to the ER vet where they did barium x-rays and an ultrasound. The x-rays showed some abnormalities, but ultrasound showed that she had lymphoma in her intestines and it had spread to her spleen. There was also a little bit of fluid in her abdomen that the vet said was most likely leaking from the tumors on her spleen and cancerous. Sadly, we had to make the heart-wrenching decision to send her to kitty heaven on Saturday evening.
The house is not the same. She was the smallest of our kitties, only weighing about 9 pounds, but had the biggest purrsonality and was the top cat. She whacked first and took names second. She put everyone in their place and took nothing from nobody, even as she aged and grew more fragile. She was a snuggle bug, love bug, and craved human attention. She wasn't fond of other kitties, but always sough lovins from the humans. She knew when we weren't feeling well and snuggled close. She kept the schedule of the house and never missed a meal. She loved cheese of all kinds as well as yogurt. Every evening, she would hop up on my computer keyboard tray, knead my tummy, then walk up to my chest where she would purr and snuggle. Every night, she slept by my side, preferring to be under the covers on cold nights. She loved a good sunbeam and a good snuggle on the couch with her daddy. She was a joy and a faithful companion to us for 15 years. I am so glad we got to be her humans. She is dearly missed, but I know that she's not suffering any longer.
Good-bye for now Hannah Grace, aka Hannah bean-bean, Hannah-bug, Hannah-girl, Hannah-nanner, Baby girl. Your meowmy and daddy love you and miss you. Thank you for loving us.