Susan,
I don't know what to say. You must be horribly bereft with all of these losses. I can't even imagine. I'm so sorry. I hope (and am pretty sure) you have some sweet kitties to see you through your grief. I've found it interesting over the years watching how everyone's 'status' changes when I lose one. My worst period was losing 3 in one year; nothing like what you're dealing with.
I usually find that someone who used to stay on the fringes starts getting closer to me. I always try to think of it as some of my guys 'move on' to a better place so that others can develop deeper relationships with me. I doubt that helps you very much right now. But whenever I have a loss I start watching for who will take over that empty space on my bed.
take good care of yourself.
tonya
Susan Loesch <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Susan Loesch <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Well, I guess sometimes when it rains it pours. Early Saturday morning I lost two more of my fosters, both negative. Red Man was an older orange tabby who had chronic sinusitis and asthma. He got a pretty bad URI and it went into pneumonia. Red Man was the sweetest old fella - sometimes he'd wake me up in the middle of the night pawing at my face wanting to be petted. Mr. Kitty was also an older fella - his previous owner of over 10 years got married and the new wife didn't like Mr. Kitty. They stuck him in a cage at vet clinic while trying to find a new home and he was so traumatized that the vet said he was feral and needed to be euthanized. Of course he wasn't the least bit feral, just scared. He was never a cuddly boy altho he wanted to be in the same room with me but in the last few weeks he started cuddling up with me at night as close as he could get and following me everywhere I went. He'd been fighting renal failure for some time. My house and my heart are even emptier than they were last week.
