Newton is dying and needs some prayers

[cats4ever]

Best wishes and positive thoughts to you and Newton. My kitties are sending headbumpies and purrs.

[Felicia's Mom]

Sending positive thoughts and prayers to Newton and you.

[Catty1]

Sending PT prayers to Newton and to you.

Whatever the blood tests show, I really pray it`s something treatable!

[Karen]

He will be in our prayers, as will you.

[mbsmum]

Sending purrayers and healing thoughts to Newton.

[Randi]

I'm sending lots of good wishes and loving thoughts to Newton... and to you.

It's so hard to see your kitty suffer. I hope the blood work results will show something that is treatable.

[emily_the_spoiled]

Newton, beloved brother of Ptolemy and a founding member of the furry paw gang, passed Saturday morning sometime between 2:30AM and 6:30AM. On his last day, I brought him home and everyone said their goodbyes. I was feeding him AD every couple of hours, even during the night. When I fed him at 2:30AM he looked at me like he was asking permission to go over the Bridge. I held him and rocked him, talking to him the entire time. I put him in a cat bed and went upstairs, as I laid in bed I realized I was being selfish and I sent him my thoughts that it was okay to go. He is now at the Bridge and I hope waiting for me.

Newton and Ptolemy joined the gang in 2006. Newton had been adopted by another person but they returned him because he was very shy. So when I adopted Ptolemy I was asked if I would take his brother Newton. Ptolemy is blind and was very scared when they first arrived and Newton became his "seeing eye" cat and helped him to learn to navigate the house. After that anytime a blind cat joined the gang, Newton was the first one there to help them learn to get around. Newton wasn't shy, he just needed a purpose and other cats to help him. I called him my "handsome man" because he was a beautiful Abyssinian who was a little to smart for his own good (after all he was named after Issac Newton)! When I can home, he would jump up on the counter so we could bump heads. When ever he wanted attention he would jump someplace that was my eye level and we could bump heads.

As I type this in my office I keep looking over to the window seat where he used to sit while I worked and I keep expecting him to look up at me.

I will miss you Newton and I am sorry I couldn't do more for you