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[yinepus_brat]

Woke up to a not so good day. Walked into the bathroom half asleep to find roomie's cat stretched out on the floor dying. Ran back and called Colleen while trying to get clothes on to take Cleo to vets and after talking to roomie I went back to pick her up well.. she died in my arms. She was old, 16 years old. And she was picky, and snooty and individual, and didn't really like too much change or not getting her way - SO appropriately named. But she was really cool, you know? And at least she didn't die alone. So glad I was there to hug her and hold her, if nothing else. My cat Majick disappeared this summer. No trace, no ASPCA, gone. I'm hoping she found a good home, but you know, part of me doubts it. So at least I was able to give Cleo what I couldn't do for Majick.

Can't find a shovel to dig a hole, so a friend will be dropping one off later. Colleen and I are going to do this together. It's raining out, least the ground hasn't frozen over yet. So yea, sad day here at the farm.


*hugs* Colleen, wish there were more I could do for you hon.

Comments

[molotovcoqtiz.livejournal.com]

Oh sweetheart. I'm so sorry. Hugs to you both and my thoughts and prayers are with you guys and Cleo. Call if you need. I'll be around.

[ursa-mater.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

I'll pass it along to Coll. That cat, wow. Only was around her for a year, but Colleen belonged to her for 16 of them. (and as you know, people don't own cats, cats allow people to take care of them)

And it's rainy, and blechy, and... SO in the mood for calgone to take me away.

[molotovcoqtiz.livejournal.com]

I'm here for you. In spirit for now but I'm still here.

[ursa-mater.livejournal.com]

*curls in with head on your shoulder* Thank you, beautiful lady.

[dread-iratepir8.livejournal.com]

*hugs*
Got nothing else for you... just *hugs*

[dread-iratepir8.livejournal.com]

Well, when she is ready, I have a friend that is always looking for Foster and Perminent homes for Kittens.

[ursa-mater.livejournal.com]

Thanks. It's more than enough, honest. And so appreciated.

Feel so bad for Colleen though, face it, that cat was family for a long, long time.

[leaveoutalltherest]

*hugs for you and Coll*

[ursa-mater.livejournal.com]

I'll let her know, and thank you hon. Really.

[wench33.livejournal.com]

That sucks, I'm sorry. :(

here is a beautiful poem that touched me after my gwen died...

[lovelymuffy.livejournal.com]

Poem For Cats
And Bastet asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.

Are you coming then? asked Bastet.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.

But don't they understand? asked Bastet
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is....forever and ever and ever.

Eventually they will understand,
Replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am....forever and ever and ever.

[flamesea.livejournal.com]

*hugs* and *hugs* to pass on.
it is very hard to lose a kitty. my oldest kitty died over a year ago, but i had had him for 18 years... a friend's kitty is suffering from something right now he will not heal from, but he has been made comfortable so he does not really look even ill, just we know his time's limited.
*wishes benedicte to the kitty*

[darkenna.livejournal.com]

I understand.

During such a time, I found comfort in, of all things, a rather infamous poem which first appeared in a rather bad episode of a rather famous TV show:


Felis Cattus, is your taxonomic nomenclature,
an endothermic quadruped carnivorous by nature?
Your visual, olfactory and auditory senses
contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
a singular development of cat communications
that obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
for a rhythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.

A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aide in locomotion,
it often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

O Spot, the complex levels of behaviour you display
connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

“Ode to Spot”
-Star Trek: TNG, Data, in “Schisms”

[fannyfae]

I know that it is a very sad day for you and Colleen. I am so sorry for your loss. Today Bast called another of Her children home to play and lie in the sun and the columned halls in the Beautiful West. I will keep you and Colleen and Cleo in my prayers, too. *hugs*

[wiccabuffy.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry. :(

People who don't own cats don't really understand how they become part of your family.

[zhilbar.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, hon.

*Just holds her for a moment*

[e-silver.livejournal.com]

Thats so sad, sweety! It is really heartbreaking to loose a cat. I know my heart broke when Azzy died. I send sympathy and much love to you both.