*big big hug to Vee*

No, you really wouldn't want to know. Besides, it was private information.

Not really but thanks for the thought.

Today we took our cat to the Vet fo find she had a massive tumour in her jawbone. No treatment recommented except the inevitable.

So we said goodbye to her.

I'm not happy.

I'm so sorry V. *hugs*

Anytime we have to have a family pet put-down, it hurts us; even when we know they will hurt more if we don't.

I inherited my mother's cat Sheba, who subsequently contracted cancer of the kidneys. She got so weak and was so much in pain that I had to have her put down. I think I cried almost as much over the loss of that cat as I did when my mother died. Mom was 82, in very ill health, and had been ready to go for six months when the Lord took her, so I felt it was a blessing. Her cat was only about 13. This happened about five years ago.

Vee,

I am so sorry to hear about your cat. I had to do the exact same thing with one of mine a few years back. Black Mama had multiple tumors in her mouth and was not able to eat and they were causing her mouth to bleed, were very tender and made it quite difficult for her to eat, thus she lost a lot of weight. It was really difficult to watch her go down hill as quickly as she did. I am thankful that it was a rapid degeneration and her suffering was not long and drawn out. When I took her to the Vet Clinic, the doctor took one look at her and said the nicest thing we could do for her was say our good byes. I cried all the way home which was a 45 minute drive and took her to my mom’s house and buried her in the back yard there. I do have something else to be pleased about; we still have 2 of her babies, Dumb-Dumb Kitty and Dax. They are approximately seven years old, and so every time I look at them I can see her. Dummy looks like her and Dax has her personality

I also have another cat that has the same or similar problem and she also lost weight for a bit, but we took her to a different vet and they tried to actually treat her with medications. The tumors have not gone away, but they must not bother her any longer, because she has stopped drooling everywhere and is getting to be quite a butter ball, and her fur is so smooth and shiny. She is once again beautiful, is eating and playing, however if her symptoms return I am afraid that she will meet Black all too soon for my pleasure.

Grondy,

I was very sorry to hear about your mom and Sheba. At least it is not a recent loss, and neither is suffering any longer. I love Sheba’s name. We also have a cat named Sheba; she is a tiny little thing that looks like she is carrying around a small melon in her belly. She has the fattest stomach for the size of the rest of her body. She just had a birthday in January and turned 10 years old, a sweet little thing that snores so loudly, that she can shake the windows in the house.

Oh our poor kitties and us poor owners...
We got our family cat (T’fflus, named by a living slipper on TV!) when I was about 6 years old and had picked out a kitten at my grandfathers farm and cried my eyes out when someone else came and tried to take her home. When we came home from vacations (my other grandparents and neighbours used to look after her), she had quite often run away and would only come back if I went looking and called for her. She got a nasty cut on her tail that never got better so the vet had to cut her tail quite short, so we nicknamed her 'the lynx'. When she was nine she got breast cancer. 8 years of birthcontrol pills for kitties will do that to a cat. If I had know I would have forced my parents to spay her a long time ago.

She got a open wound or tumor or something on her belly, it didn't bleed but looked awful. She looked and acted fine, but we couldn't let her live like that. We buried her in the flowerbed under a tree outside our house. I put a rose on her grave on her death day the two following years. November 15 I think. I almost cried while writing this casue she was such a wonderful cat.

Grandmas farm has always had cats, then long after two were born who grew up to look exactly like her. It was so strange to see. My sis almost cried when she saw them.

I've got a cat now, Blackie (all black), she is spayed, got ID tatoos in both ears and a reflector(?) collar (so the car can see her in the dark) with an ID-tag and has all her shots, and she is not allowed to die. Though I know she will eventually, I want to have as many good years with her as I can.

*big hug* to Amarie!

You nearly got me crying again, every time I hear a story like this I think about my own cat, who is buried in our garden as well. Heartwarming thought to know he's still so close though.

Cheshire cats disappear... bit by bit...... I know because I am one. But that wasn't what you meant was it, Ar?

I hope you cat comes back soon. Cats often disappear for days and wander back expecting dinner. Fingers crossed for you.

In the post today I received a very nice card from the Vet's just saying they had been thinking about us at this time... Nice personal touch, I thought.

Poor Vee! I will pray that it goes to kitty heaven. (I'm not being sarcastic, I honestly am not)

Aww that was beautiful! *wipes tears form eyes* That is where our kitties are for sure, they deserve the best! All the kitties, big and small, deserve the best!

Tommie, can I have a hug, too? Stoney, Is your collosle sholder open? Is anyone here to hear my sob story?

I come in here very carefully...*looks about*...you never know what might spring out at you!

Yes, CC, ole Stoney's always here to cry on...just don't rust the armor please.

Our cat has disappeared. Gone. Missing. Left. Nowhere to be found. We searched him everywhere, inside the house (even though we knew he went out) and outside. Everywhere. He's been gone since Monday. This is the last thing I needed. *sob*

So sad. So sad. *boohoohoohoo! My friend and I keep having fights, and I don't like it. ILt's so sad. We never say sorry, we just assume it's okay the next morning. Except that SHE tells her mother all sorts of nasty stuff about me, and I have to go to her house every Tuesday, and her mother really hates me.

Hey guys and gals. I've been forced for some time to post something here by Vee and Ayan. There isn't much to post except that I'm still alive and doing well in India. Life is fine here. The weather is hot with occasional rain. It will still be a long time when I'll be able to visit here more often than now but we can still look forward to that. Nothing else to write. I'm missing this place a lot. Will be glad to be back here sometime. All right then, keep enjoying and have lots of fun no matter what. Ciao ppl!

Forced!!!!! I don't force..... I persuade gently. Anyway, good to see you posting, even just the once.

And congrats on winning the DVD, Amarie!

Arrrgh.. exam tomorrow, nervous wrech, I know a little but I don't know enough. Got no one to blame but myself. Bad bad student! And now I'm sitting her infront of the screen, again. Hopeless is what I am. Or fed up with studying for exams is more true, this is the fifth and last befor the summer. Even when I know that cramming the last few days befor is not enough, that is all I have done. Hopeless hopless hopeless.. oh well.. Not the end of the world, just annoying.

well, i dont have to worry about school and exams anymore... not until august, at least. my school decided not to do exams this year, though. Too bad. I could've used the grade

*scratch scratch * *rub rub*
ARRRGH!! i scratched my eyelid with an eyeshadow pencil and it HURTS!!!!! its making me angry!!!

Hehe, this is my second try, didn't have the foggiest idea what to do the last time. There is always the 3rd and last try, but I was hoping I would make it this time, not quite as clueless now.

Thank you! I'm gonna need it.

scratch itch scratch itch itch itch ITCH

I have Psoriasis, have called the tiled walls in bathroom all the names under the sun, moaned at the towel rail cause head was itching so much and finally snapped when ran out of moisturiser, will now remove head and place in bucket of tea tree oil

There, got that off my chest - lol

Good Nite!!!

Don't give up Stony!

Exam done an there is actually a chance that I did ok. Thank heavens for the example in the book. At least now I have a small hope! Now I am happy happy happy happy singing and smiling cause it's over and I'm freeeee!!

Thanks for the advise, Val. There's no way in Udun that I am giving up. Writing is what I want to do as a career and I am going to keep at it till I make it.

Glad the exams are over for you Amarie and good luck to you next week Tommie!

Such a silly thing - my son saw me cry this morning, just a few tears over nothing...... I said I wished someone would cook for me for a change and it just got to me. Paul never cooks unless it is cheese on toast or he has to because I am away and then it is veggie spag bol or fajitas. Or he will order take away which isn't the same.

"Mum, are you crying?"

Just a sniffle.....

No, he won't. Trust me.

The day just gets worse.......