June, 2004.....Though her hips, eyes and hearing were in excellent shape, one day she was
acting, eating fine. The very next day, she wouldn't even sniff at her food. I took her to the Vet
immediately. Upon exam, the Vet palpatated several lumps on her stomach, liver and several
other places along her flank.......CANCER. He let me take her home, to comfort her in her final
days. He thought I had more time with her than, as it turned out I did. 8 days later, she was
comatose, and I took her in, to have her put to sleep. Since she was my first dog that I've ever
had to do this with, and not having any children of my own, it tore my heart apart. Kesha, you
are in my thoughts and prayers, and I think of you often. Take care my beautiful big dog, I'm sure
you are running full out, wherever you are.
August, 1993-June, 2004.
Hmmmm. How to describe Miah. She is the white cat. At about age 4 weeks, she was found being hidden and taken of by the inmates of the local county jail. The mother cat most likely had been killed by predators in the desert. The guards eventually found out about it, and through contacts I had, I was able to adopt her. She came to me, with a skinny body, but with a HUGE pot belly from all that starchy prison food. LOL. She became my darling quite rapidly, since she was the first pet we had in the household. But I will admit, she has never lost that prison attitude she came to me with. LOL With this mini-zoo I have here in my house......she rules them ALL, including Matt and all of the other cats in the house with her. The calico is her daughter Susie. She fits every stereotype of a typical Scaredy cat. In the 9
years since she was born, no friend or stranger stopping by has EVER seen her. Even my mom has caught a glimpse of her only a time or two. But she is a great snuggling cat in bed when you are feeling down or just sleepy. She has a special place in my heart also.
February 26th, 2005. My second huge loss occurred this morning. Many of you remember the old petmania days, and that my nickname I chose when I first came to TalkCity, miah, was named after my oldest cat, Miah. Now, after losing Kesha back in June, very rapidly going downhill, Miah has done the same. Two days ago, she was acting her normal self, bossing the other cats and dogs around, fetching and retieving a pen for me, just as a dog would, yesterday didn't want to eat much, so my Mom brought over some canned food, and she took just a couple of bites of that, but was drinking water fine. She seemed cool to my touch last night, so I took her to bed with me, under the covers. This morning, she was extremely listless, I put her along the back of the couch, her favorite spot, right when we all woke up. I called my mom to tell her what was going on, and see if she could take us to the Vet. By the time the phone conversation had ended, Miah had passed on. At least thank goodness, she went quickly, and in peace, with me beside her, up until the actual moment she passed on. I wish I been there right at that moment, not realizing how close she was, when I called my Mom Hard to put into words, what she meant to me, all of my animals have been a huge source of support, when I've been ill. Losing both Kesha and Miah, in a matter of months, has been devastating. Sleep well, dear Miah, I miss you very much.
April 1993-February 2005.
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