We only had Palermo for 3 years that felt both long and short, definitely too short in terms of her life, but certainly a fulfiled one. She and her sister Corleone were just a few weeks when we found them in a ditch, and having taken them in, although we never planned to adopt a pet due to travel commitments, we simply could not give them away once we fell in love with them.
Palermo was essentially the sweetest, most gentle cat I've ever had the chance to be around, she had a kind of personality and loving gaze that truly transcended what some define as a "pet" or "animal". Myself, and my wife especially spent plenty of moments, hours of peaceful joy in her presence.
Although she was also playful as her sister, it seemed by far the most favorite thing in the world for her would be to sit on our lap and be petted. In fact, almost every weekday before I left work and was usually in a bit of a rush to get ready, she would always wake up with me and sort of follow me around and demand to give her a few pets to start her day, and as soon as I would try to sit on the chair for breakfast, it was guaranteed she would jump on my lap and sprinkle few hairs on my ironed trousers to last me throughout the day
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It was extremely hard losing her, as it happened so fast, out of the blue, she developed a auto-immune response, still not clear why and how, which within 12 days after the first symptoms left her completely weak, not being able to eat or barely lap few drops of water. Probably what broke our hearts the most is also that we had a bit of a false hope, as the emergency vet hospital we took her for the last couple of days had said she has a fighting chance, and they only called us when she had already died, alone, in an oxygen chamber. Before we took her in, she hardly made any sounds, and the daily ritual of going to the vet and back for her treatment, she took all the pain and no doubt suffering, but that very last day when we dropped her to the hospital, the last minute of so of travel she cried and cried in a most heartbreaking way...as if she knew it was the last time when we'll see her alive.
We're still thinking a lot of her and what she meant for us, even though it's now been 10 months since her passing. Thank God that although her sister also seemed to suffer quite a bit the first few days, she rebounded and has been acting as invaluable support for my wife, who had also lost her father just few months before Palermo, which made the suffering so much harder. We have recently adopted a small kitty, her name is Sorellina, because we felt Corleone really needed to have someone to spend her seemingly endless supplies of energy, and despite our fears of not accepting a "stranger" cat, she has been remarkably accepting of her.
We will always love and miss Palermo and we are looking forward to seeing her again some day, and happy to carry her in our heart till then.
Rest in peace sweet, gentle princess
Mar xx '16 - Apr. 24 2019
Palermo was essentially the sweetest, most gentle cat I've ever had the chance to be around, she had a kind of personality and loving gaze that truly transcended what some define as a "pet" or "animal". Myself, and my wife especially spent plenty of moments, hours of peaceful joy in her presence.
Although she was also playful as her sister, it seemed by far the most favorite thing in the world for her would be to sit on our lap and be petted. In fact, almost every weekday before I left work and was usually in a bit of a rush to get ready, she would always wake up with me and sort of follow me around and demand to give her a few pets to start her day, and as soon as I would try to sit on the chair for breakfast, it was guaranteed she would jump on my lap and sprinkle few hairs on my ironed trousers to last me throughout the day
.It was extremely hard losing her, as it happened so fast, out of the blue, she developed a auto-immune response, still not clear why and how, which within 12 days after the first symptoms left her completely weak, not being able to eat or barely lap few drops of water. Probably what broke our hearts the most is also that we had a bit of a false hope, as the emergency vet hospital we took her for the last couple of days had said she has a fighting chance, and they only called us when she had already died, alone, in an oxygen chamber. Before we took her in, she hardly made any sounds, and the daily ritual of going to the vet and back for her treatment, she took all the pain and no doubt suffering, but that very last day when we dropped her to the hospital, the last minute of so of travel she cried and cried in a most heartbreaking way...as if she knew it was the last time when we'll see her alive.
We're still thinking a lot of her and what she meant for us, even though it's now been 10 months since her passing. Thank God that although her sister also seemed to suffer quite a bit the first few days, she rebounded and has been acting as invaluable support for my wife, who had also lost her father just few months before Palermo, which made the suffering so much harder. We have recently adopted a small kitty, her name is Sorellina, because we felt Corleone really needed to have someone to spend her seemingly endless supplies of energy, and despite our fears of not accepting a "stranger" cat, she has been remarkably accepting of her.
We will always love and miss Palermo and we are looking forward to seeing her again some day, and happy to carry her in our heart till then.
Rest in peace sweet, gentle princess
Mar xx '16 - Apr. 24 2019
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