Sandieb
04-04-2006, 12:44 PM
Hi
Two weeks ago we to had make the decision we all never want to make. It was time for Harry to go over the Rainbow Bridge. To us Harry was just a 17 lb. kid in a fuzzy tabby suit. Harry could charm the pants off of most people with his beguiling ways of head bonking, kitty kisses, purring and an occassional slobbering on you neck. Harry was 17 and had lived quite a life. He and his 3 siblings were in a box placed on my husbands truck! We found homes for his sisters and kept him. Or should I say he decided to stay with us. He did the usual things our kitties do slept on the bed, sat in the window to catch the sun and caugh every mole, vole and chipmunck in the garden. He was a good teacher and friend to our other 4 fuzzy kids. :p
Hunting in the garden one day, Harry happened upon a spider and consumed the spider. An emergency trip to the vet and a 6 day stay at the hospital, I.V.s, and lots of medicine saved him. The spider left an enzyme in his liver and nearly killed him. He was fine until about a year ago and started having siezures or strokes. We babied him, loved him and carried him when he couldn't walk to the litter. But, that is what we are supposed to do for those we love. Our fuzzy pets give us all of their love and don't ask for a thing in return.
Kiss you kitties and love them lots,
Sandie
Two weeks ago we to had make the decision we all never want to make. It was time for Harry to go over the Rainbow Bridge. To us Harry was just a 17 lb. kid in a fuzzy tabby suit. Harry could charm the pants off of most people with his beguiling ways of head bonking, kitty kisses, purring and an occassional slobbering on you neck. Harry was 17 and had lived quite a life. He and his 3 siblings were in a box placed on my husbands truck! We found homes for his sisters and kept him. Or should I say he decided to stay with us. He did the usual things our kitties do slept on the bed, sat in the window to catch the sun and caugh every mole, vole and chipmunck in the garden. He was a good teacher and friend to our other 4 fuzzy kids. :p
Hunting in the garden one day, Harry happened upon a spider and consumed the spider. An emergency trip to the vet and a 6 day stay at the hospital, I.V.s, and lots of medicine saved him. The spider left an enzyme in his liver and nearly killed him. He was fine until about a year ago and started having siezures or strokes. We babied him, loved him and carried him when he couldn't walk to the litter. But, that is what we are supposed to do for those we love. Our fuzzy pets give us all of their love and don't ask for a thing in return.
Kiss you kitties and love them lots,
Sandie