Some of you may recall in
May I had to send my cat Baby
to the Rainbow Bridge. She was suffering from heart failure and there
was no hope for her. Unfortunately, her biological brother Spike became ill on
Thanksgiving and he went to join his sister, and all his half-siblings, at the Rainbow Bridge on December 3, 2013. Spike
would have been 19 years old this month and I am so grateful I got to have such
a wonderful and loving cat for so long. I was going through a horrible
time a few years back; I had some significant health issues and my marriage was
ending. Every time I would get upset, Spike would jump on the bed and
just love me to bits. He wasn't the brightest crayon in the box (once he
actually jumped into the shower with me) but he was a very good boy. One of the
coolest things he did was when he got to purring really well his whiskers would
vibrate! I just wanted to post something so the world would know he was here &
I miss him ~ until we meet again Buddy (one of his many nicknames) ~
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| Mew is our black kitten, she loved Spike |
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| My handsome boy |
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| The 2 siblings as kittens |
And on another sad note,
my other male cat, Boo, was diagnosed with terminal cancer. We were hoping he had a bone infection in his
jaw, but it is bone cancer. While I
refuse to let my animals suffer just so I could keep them around, I just could
not face losing him the same day I lost Spike.
So our wonderful vet & staff (If you live in Colorado and have a cat - this vet is a cat
only practice & they run a no-kill shelter- I highly recommend the Cat Care Society) gave us some medicine to keep my Boo Boy happy and pain free
and I will be making the call to the vet for an appointment to let him begin
his journey to the Rainbow
Bridge. Boo is the most antisocial cat I have ever
seen. He is
very skittish and generally hates people and other animals; but he loves his
Mom and it is my job to see that he has a good quality of life and is in no
pain. I have gotten so much support from
my friends & family that I feel truly blessed. Boo is 16 ½ years old and has brought me such
joy. I wouldn’t trade having any of my
furbabies despite this pain. I will be
posting a tribute to Boo as well when the time comes.
Thank you for reading my
blog and I know I will be back in full swing in the New Year – I appreciate all
of you hanging in there with me while I deal with these curve balls that life
has thrown me. Back to the regularly scheduled program in just a bit.
Blessings to you & yours. . .
