I'm alive..but been going through tough and heartbreaking times.I've been rescuing street waifs as always (it's in my blood) and had a lot of deaths last month due to an 'unexpected delivery' of a sweet tom cat that brought pnuemonia in. And at the worst possible time.A mama cat I found very pregnant gave birth a few days after rescue, and 5 of her 6 babys died of pnuemonia.
The love of my life and multiple special needs Thumbelina (aka Dancin' Dolly) died from likely congestive heart failure, and I've been in a very depressed mood since. She survived beyond my expectations, but to have her go so fast, and without any warning, put me in a very dark and deep hole.
She was multiple special needs, radial hypoplasia, megaesophagus, and a severe heart murmer...she had it all, but I miss that drippy nose, and our morning games where she'd watch my eyes to see if I was waking. On mornings I could sleep in, I'd tease her and open one eye a tiny bit an she get so excited and the nose rubs~~~~
She'd give me sooooo many drippy sweet nose rubs. She died so fast I didn't even have a chance to get out of bed, and get her to the vets (but I know in my heart they could have done nothing)
I'm still kicking my friends.(Edit...not kicking friends, but kicking lol)! I'm a tough old chick.............
Love ya all, and miss ya too!
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