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Roo died in my arms.
Tonight Roo is buried in his grave underneath two oak trees in my garden, this is the first time he has been outside since he came here and it hurts my heart leaving him out there but I know this is his resting place, it just hurts.
I miss you Roo, I so miss you.
Just wanted to give a BIG shout out for the BEST animal hospital and best veterinarian that I know. Dr. Peggy from Sierra Animal Wellness Center is by far the best veterinarian that I have ever known and her hospital is filled with the most wonderful staff.
I have been dealing with health issues with my cat Roo for a month or so and I am so grateful to have Dr. Peggy and her amazing staff to help me cope with Roo's ongoing care.
I am always so full of questions and always wanting to run something past them with the research I do about Roo and every single time they are so willing to listen. Dr. Peggy has taken the time to listen to me and to answer my questions and to offer her advice and support even after I leave the hospital from Roo's appointments. She always makes me feel like my thoughts matter and I am so grateful for her.
I would recommended this clinic and veterinarian to anyone in the area or even around the area as I would drive many miles for this level of care if I was to ever move.
They specialize in treating small animals with Traditional Chinese Veterinary Medicine, using acupuncture and Chinese herbal medicines but practice Western Veterinary Medicine as well.
Together this approach seems to just work and is done with such compassion for all the animals. The clinic itself is set with a home like feel to it, not your average hospital like atmosphere.
The first time I visited Sierra Animal Wellness Center was a year ago or more with our Standard Poodle Jessie..... It was the first time I didn't see her shake when visiting the vet. I was sold on this clinic from that moment on because we all know that our animals are the best judge of character. Jessie was right because the level of care we have received since has been the best ever.
So I just wanted to say thank you to Dr. Peggy and her staff for really helping us through this difficult time with our Roo, you have all made a difference and I am so grateful to have such caring people taking care of his medical needs.....you are one in a million for sure.
Click on photographs to visit Sierra Animal Wellness Center
There have been times in my life when I just wished we didn't have the option to choose euthanasia at all.
I mean who wants to make this decision, I know I don't, it is gut wrenching.
Like it or not though euthanasia is an option and if you have an animal, odds are at some point you will be faced with making the decision to end their life, their suffering.
Many people feel that euthanasia is totally wrong, they feel like we are playing God and that a natural death is the right way.
I use to be one of those people until Annabelle.
Annabelle was Felv Positive (Feline Leukemia) and at the tender age of one and a half years, the vet found a tumor in her chest. I already knew Annabelle was positive for the virus which was the reason I decided to keep she and her litter mates. Everyday of Annabelle's short life, I had thought about her dying at least once during each of those days. I knew it was coming, I read everything I could find on the subject and had played out her last moments in my mind a thousand times trying to prepare for the day I would lose her but nothing could have prepared me for what I would eventually face when she died.
On the day Annabelle's tumor was discovered, I told the veterinarian that I would be taking her home instead of euthanizing her, he tried to explain things to me but I wouldn't listen, couldn't even tell you what he said at this point because I wasn't listening. I had already made up my mind that I wanted a natural death for my babies all three of them. So the vet gave me some prednisone and sent me on my way, he said it could help stop the tumor from growing.
Annabelle did ok that first night, not really ok but she was alive, her breathing was shallow but I gave her the meds and continued believing that I was doing the right thing.
The next afternoon while I was giving Annabelle her prednisone, she began to fight me, she didn't want to take it, as I struggled to get the pill down her, the tumor in her chest shifted, she could no longer get any air and she suffocated in my arms. From the moment she could no longer take a breath until the time she actually died couldn't have been too long but it felt like forever. There she was in my hands, my sweet little girl, her eyes pleading with me to help her, reaching for me with her paws, nails extended, the fear in her little face was almost more than I could withstand and in those seconds, minutes maybe, I was in a full on panic knowing it was too late to get her any help and she was suffering this most awful death.
Once she finally died, I was so relieved, I held her and told her that I was so sorry that I put her through that, I was on the floor, I had her head on my shoulder like when you hold a human baby and I just rocked her back and forth, trying to comfort her but it was too late to comfort her by then, I was so sorry.
I regret that day more than anything, I regret the day before that even more because I had the opportunity at that veterinary hospital to help her and I chose not to. I know now that I made that decision based on me more than her. I was too scared to make the decision, I didn't want to have to choose when she would go, I didn't want to feel guilty for killing her.
That was eleven years ago and the guilt I feel today for allowing her to suffer that way still remains. But I made Annabelle a promise before I put her in her grave, I promised I would never allow that to happen to another animal in my care and I have kept that promise.
Annabelle's siblings did not suffer her fate, I chose to euthanize them when they began to have symptoms, they both ended up with tumors in the chest cavity as well but they went peacefully, not struggling to get air. After them there have been a couple more I have had to make this decision with and it isn't easy by all means...not for me anyway, for them, it's much easier than suffering.
We have a responsibility to these animals that some call 'Pets', I don't like to call them 'Pets', for me it takes away so much of what they really are to us...they are friends. They give us so much and ask for so little in return. We owe them this last gift of a peaceful passing.
Several years ago, I found a website online called 'Tanya's Comprehensive Guide to Chronic Renal Failure' this is a fabulous site by the way, so informative but what I want to share with you is something she writes in a chapter called 'The final Hours'
She shares her thoughts about her own two cats, Tanya and Thomas who both lost their lives due to Chronic Renal Failure, So I will leave you with the following paragraph... her words make sense of so much......
"When Tanya was ill, I felt that I would never be able to bear having her put to sleep. The only way I was able to do it when the time came was when I finally accepted that neither Tanya nor Thomas was ever going to get any better than they were at that moment; that we had tried everything in our arsenal but our weapons were no longer working; and that waiting any longer would therefore ultimately be for my sake, not for theirs. How much more could I ask of them? Ultimately you cannot avoid death; but often it is possible to avoid suffering. Once I began to look at it from the perspective of what was right for them and what would spare them pain, it was still by no means an easy decision, but I did at least feel it was inevitable, because I simply could not stand by and watch them suffer when it was within my power to prevent that. By not acting, I would not be prolonging their lives, I would be prolonging their deaths"
Model is Mikey
This is Roo back in 2008 when I rescued him. I’m sure you can see here why it was so easy to fall for him. As cute as it was with his little tongue sticking out, it was actually quite sad because the reason it was sticking out was do to all of the swelling in his mouth from severe pharyngitis.
Roo had a great life until his owner/Mommy passed away, the elderly lady fell down outside while feeding Roo one evening an later died due to complications from her injuries. Roo was blamed by a family member who would was then responsible for caring for Roo. Well, she didn’t care for him at all, instead, she banned him from the house, left him outside to fend for himself…for over a year. By the time I was alerted to his situation he was very ill, severely malnourished, Severe pharyngitis, an enlarged kidney and he was matted from head to toe. Recommendation from the veterinarian in 2008 was euthanasia.Well that didn’t happen. I decided that Roo at least need a chance...he was so loving and was so happy when I brought him to my house and fed him, cleaned him up and gave him some loves. There was just so much life left in his eyes, I couldn't take it away without trying.
Here is Roo at six pounds the day I brought him home...
And here is Roo now at 12 pounds....
Roo has been pretty healthy these last few years. I changed vets after that last one told me to put him down, I found a veterinarian that thought Roo deserved a chance too. Roo suffers from severe feline periodontal disease and Stomatitis. The vet said that he should have all teeth extracted which he only has a few but she said back then that we could try to manage this with antibiotics due to the fact that I couldn't afford the surgery. Until now, he has done fairly well but last week I noticed one of his eyes looked watery, I thought it was a cold until a few days after that when I noticed the swelling and the dilation of just that one eye.
Well, turns out Roo has a Tooth Root Abscess and the Abscess is up under his eye. We have tried antibiotics but the tooth needs to be extracted the cost will be at least $500.00 and I don't have it.
I don't like asking people for anything so this is difficult but Roo needs help and so here I am asking for help.
It is breaking my heart to see him this way, his face is all puffy and it hurts. He has been through so much already, he doesn't deserve this to happen to him. He is suppose to be one of the lucky one's, he found a forever home and people who love him sooo much. I just don't want it to end this way, it's not fair.
I know times are tough for all of us now and I understand if you cannot help but if you can we would be so grateful.
I am going to try and sell my camera and put the money towards Roo's care.
PS- I will provide accounting for funds donated.
It is just so sad to see your cute little face in the window as I drive away to take Haley to school or to go to the store. I know all the trouble you go through to try and stop me from going. I really never want to leave you.
But coming home is always nice as you greet me at the door with that giant meow that deaf cats have and you begin to circle my feet and meow some more…. continuously until I put my stuff down and say hi to my Mikey…there is really no other feeling to compare this to because this moment belongs to only us because it is our friendship and best friends always have their own way.
When you miss me…I miss you too.
Model is Mikey
Please do the right thing.
Here is the full version of Lend me a Kitten....
And from the folk that crowds life’s land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my kitten home again?
For all the joys this kitten brings the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love we’ve managed your wishes to achieve,
Then in memory of him whom we loved,
please help us while we grieve.
When our cherished kitten departs this world of strife,
Please send yet another needing soul for us to love all his life.
Model is Mikey
and her ears just crack me up. LOL
The hair just keeps getting longer and longer. LOL
Hyper is Sandy's greeter, she greets everyone that pulls up in the driveway by running to them and saying hello.
It's quite welcoming.
Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me...
They must be Gods!
A cat thinks:
Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me...
I must be a God!
Model is the handsome Sheriff, a once feral kitten who chose my friend Sandy
I know many people spoil their animals and they should be spoiled but Mikey has taken this all to such a different level , or I have and he just ran with it.
Mikey is not my pet, oh no, I do not even claim to own him because I feel like even saying it sounds just awful.
Mikey is a full on member of this household and he has his say.
Crazy? Probably. But when I look at that face....I want to make sure he knows that he is important too.
With that said...this household is a busy one, I have a 6 year old daughter, a boyfriend, a boss, 6 cats, a standard poodle and 5 goldfish to care for...it gets crazy.
Did I mention my cats are indoor cats? We live in mountain lion country and cats don't do well outside, especially deaf ones ...I am assuming.
So I also have this garden that needs watered everyday and during this time of watering Mikey has always pitched a fit in the window wanting out so last summer I went out and got him a leash and harness which he loves and walks great with now. Sounds all good right? Not quite.
Trying to explain to Mikey that he has to wait till after I water to go outside is not an easy task. So each time he even sees me go towards the door he runs to it and throws himself between me and the door and meows soooo loud, being deaf makes him louder.
This was really cute at first but now....it's still adorable but I feel so guilty making him stay in after this little production number.
So here I am...a grown person...with an average level of intelligence...sneaking out of my own house when Mikey is not looking. Yes, I sneak out.
Not only do I sneak but I threaten everyone in the house that if they wake his deaf booty up before I get out the door, I will be after theirs. LOL
And then if I manage to get out without waking him, I take him out as soon as I'm done. Wow. It has really come to this.
But it's that face, his charming little, sweet little, kissable little face. I just want his eyes to always be smiling when they look at me...he has that coming, he has been making my heart smile for years now.
When I go to the bathroom, he is there.
While I am cooking dinner, he is there.
When I am sleeping, he is there.
It doesn't matter what I am doing, or how long it takes to do it, Mikey is always there, my little shadow, my friend.
Model is Mikey
that seems to take the bite out of being alone.”
~ Louis J. Camuti
Model is Mikey
Couldn’t resist. this is Mikey with his blanket, he loves to hide under it and sleep with it and play dress up with it.
His regalness at times just takes my breath away, I could look at him all day long. It’s a look, a glance, like this one and I know King Mikey is what he would prefer to be called.
He absolutely has entitlement issues. LOL
Model is Mikey…my little Royal Feline.
No matter how hard I try, nothing seems to work.
I stumble through the day on the verge of tears wondering why,
asking myself if there is some point to it all because if there is, I am really not seeing it.
Sometime throughout this type of day, I will see out of the corner of my eye
this little white ball of fluff trying so desperately to get my attention...
"just look at me Mom and I will make it all Better"
When I notice his antics he is usually doing this, as you see in the photograph, he is peeking around something, looking from under something or he is upside down. Whatever he thinks it will take to make me smile. And it works like a charm, every single time.
What amazes me is how he knows....
He always knows when I need him the most.
One night I walked out on our back patio and there he was on the ground all wrapped up in a spider web barely able to even move. I thought he was dead initially, he looked as if he was in a straight jacket, his legs tightly pressed against his body but when I looked closer I could see he was still alive.
Well….I do not have the ability to look away when any creature is suffering so….Operation Rescue Joey went into action and I swooped him up and into the house we went. I had just put my 5 year old to bed but after swooping Joey up I headed into her bedroom because she is just the best little assistant when it comes to rescuing anything. I grabbed some tweezers and a cup of water and my daughter and I went to work on Joey. I had never done anything like this before so I was totally not sure if we could save him as he was pretty bad off and trying to gently pull the web off of him was so scary because I thought for sure one of his legs would break. One of his legs was already injured prior to me pulling off the web so I had to pay close attention with that one. The water really helped to get the web off but it took about two hours to free him of this straight jacket. Once he was free I had to encourage him to stand but finally he did get up on his feet.The next task would be figuring out how to care for him since he would need time to recover. I got online and looked up praying mantis care and found out that they will eat cat food. YEAH!
The next week would prove to be an experience like no other…caring for Joey and watching him heal touched my heart in a way I did not think it would. I had made him a recovery room out of a cage but had to screen the entire thing to keep him safe, he didn’t mind at all because he could see out all around him. I would feed him with a little baby spoon and he would eat the cat food right off of it as I held the spoon. After a few days of care he began to get his strength back and so we graduated to live food. Yes, my daughter and I would be outside catching flies with a net, little moths too. Trying to catch these things alive was not easy let me tell you. Once caught we would put them in Joey’s cage and he would handle the rest.
Anyway, it took a little over a week and Joey was starting to look pretty good,
I took his cage outside on the porch and opened the door, he didn’t come out right away so I just left it open and went on about my daily duties outside in the garden. Every few minutes I would look over to see what he was doing and he was inching his way out. Finally he was on the outside of the cage on the top but he wouldn’t go any further. I was a bit worried he wasn’t ready yet but when we would come close he would jump on us so we could hold him and then I would place him back on top of the cage afterwards, he seemed to be in good shape. Joey did begin to venture out on the plants I had around him but he stayed on our porch for another week before finally leaving and each time we walked out there he would jump on us, we were friends and it didn’t matter if were suppose to be or not…we were.
This photograph was taken during our little journey together, after he had healed.
His name is Joey.
This is Mikey doing what he does, he is such a little character.
I love the way he makes me smile.
You may not be tall enough for me to lean on
But you always seem to hold me up
His name is George Adamson, otherwise known as
Baba ya Simba "The Father of Lions".
Some of you may know of him already from the book/movie "Born Free" Elsa's Legacy.
For those of you who do not know....
George Adamson began his journey of saving lions with Elsa, but it far from ended there. He spent his entire life not just fighting for these animals but living with them as well in Kenya where he made it his mission to reintroduce lions back into the wild that had been removed from the wild.
George spent most of his life living with Lions but in the end he would lose his life at the hands of humans.
I encourage you to visit
Father of Lions
to read more about this incredible man and his wife too. It will be a visit you will not soon forget.
George was also the man that reintroduced "Christian the Lion" back into the wild. If you don't know of Christian then you really, really need to see this video
I promise you it is absolutely worth seeing.
(You will need tissue for the happy cry though) It's very moving.