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You are right not to force him and frighten him--all it
does is cause extra stress. Have you tried an alternative vet? I
urge you to think about it.
----- Original Message -----
Sent: Thursday, October 27, 2005 2:26
PM
Subject: Re: My Beautiful Mandy and
Julie
Oh Julie,
I'm sending all the GLOW at my disposal to you and Jazzy...
Lighting his path to the Bridge and easing your heartache. Your
description of him under the covers with you reminds me of my Bandit; he's my
sleepin buddy, on my hip or under the covers:). Praying that Jazzy's
journey is smooth and peaceful and with you by his side to see him off.
Our thoughts and love are with you both...
<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>
PS, good to meet you, but so very sorry about why you had to find
us
Matchett <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Dearest Julie,
My heart goes out to you and
your husband, I'm so terribly sorry for your loss. My name is also Julie. I
discovered this group last weekend, after getting the devasting news that my
beloved cat Jazzer is sick with FeLV. I haven't had the heart to post
anything yet, but I've followed everyone's comments and especially yours
because our situations so closely echo each other. Jazzy started going
downhill two weeks ago, and after taking him to the vet twice, they finally
made the diagnosis on Saturday. I have cried my heart out since that time,
but am trying to put on a brave face for Jazzy's sake. The vet suggested
putting him to sleep, but I just couldn't bear the thought of that. I've
brought him home now, and he spends most of his time in a cardboard box in
the bedroom closet, where he seems to be fairly content. He's still purring
softly when I pet him, but shows no interest in food and not much more in
drinking water. The vet prescribed Prednisone for him to try and stimulate
his appetite. He fought us tooth and claw with the pills - he hates getting
things crammed down his throat (I can't blame him - he's always been such an
independent kitty) and we tried a liquid suspension formula with no luck
either. I decided last night to stop the treatment because it doesn't seem
to be helping much, if at all. It was breaking my heart to see him struggle
so, and when I'd go into cuddle him, he'd sort of cringe away from me - I
don't want him to spend the little time he has left with me being scared.
Part of me really can't believe this is happening - I'm not ready to let my
Jazzy cat go. He's been my greatest love for the past 11 years, my
confidante, my friend and a part of my soul. I go to bed at night, and I
keep expecting him to jump up and nudge my face like he does in the middle
of the night, to let him under the covers. He's slept with me faithfully
every night for years and I'm so used to falling asleep with his soft little
purr in my ear and his warmth against my body. My heart is absolutely
breaking apart...I want to thank you all for this support group - after
reading all your posts, I can't think of a more supportive, warm, caring
group of people. Even behind the scenes, you have all been a source of
comfort to me, knowing that there are other people in this world who are
feeling and coping with the same things that I am right now. God bless you
all, keep your kitties safe and loved, give them tons of hugs and velvet paw
kisses, and please, please, pray for my little Jazzy cat. Love to all,
Julie
Barb+Smoky the House Puma+El Bandito
Malito
"My cat the clown: paying no mind to whom he should impress.
Merely living his life, doing what pleases him, and making me smile."
-
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