I am so glad Keisha visited.  It is very comforting.  You were a wonderful 
friend to her.  Ask her to come again and explain the lessons she was sent to 
teach you.  It will be very enlightening.  Mai Mai continues to visit regularly 
and she left about 8 years ago.   





                                                 If you have men who will 
exclude any of God's creatures
                                                 from the shelter of compassion 
and pity, you will have men who 
                                                 will deal likewise with their 
fellow man.
                                                                  St. Francis
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: laurieskatz 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Thursday, July 19, 2007 10:01 PM
  Subject: Re: Monkee is gone


  Hi. I felt Keisha's presence by my shoulder while I was laying in bed the 
morning after she died. It was a very strong presence and very comforting. 
  Laurie
    ----- Original Message ----- 
    From: Marylyn 
    To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
    Sent: Thursday, July 19, 2007 7:40 PM
    Subject: Re: Monkee is gone


    Caroline,

    I am so sorry Monkee had to leave this world but he left loved beyond words 
and in the place he felt safest---your arms.  You gave him everything a little 
cat could want but it was time to leave.  Please remember that only his body is 
gone.  He remains very close to you and will visit you if you ask him to.  You 
will feel him close to you just as long as you allow him to be and as long as 
you are open to visits.  They are not dreams and you are not crazy.  Many 
people on this list will tell you about their little friends visiting.  Mine do 
on a regular basis and those that were closest to my heart never really leave 
my side.  They are always there to help.  This is not logical but it is very 
true.  If you do not feel confident enough in your own ability to contact 
Monkee there are people who can help you.  Susan can put you in touch with them 
or, if you can figure out how to e-mail me off line, I can.  

    Bless you and your mother.  


                                                     If you have men who will 
exclude any of God's creatures
                                                     from the shelter of 
compassion and pity, you will have men who 
                                                     will deal likewise with 
their fellow man.
                                                                      St. 
Francis
      ----- Original Message ----- 
      From: Caroline Kaufmann 
      To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
      Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 10:47 AM
      Subject: Monkee is gone


      My beloved cat Monkee passed last night in my arms while I held him with 
my Mom standing next to my side.  At about 2:30 a.m.  

      We were going to take him to Dr. Maier's for euthanasia this morning at 
8:00 a.m.  I thought he could make it until then and that he wouldn't want to 
go to a strange emergency vet clinic he'd never been to before for his passing. 
 I didn't know he was that bad.  I feel so bad.  It was so horrible.  He was 
having some trouble breathing, but I was usually able to calm him down by 
holding him and giving him flower essences.  He had begun to have trouble 
walking and he would cry at me really loudly when he wasn't able to do 
something he wanted to do because his brain was not getting enough oxygen (like 
walk around).  I didn't want him to be in pain or suffer and I feel like I 
failed him.  

      He did go really quick, but I was hysterical as it was happening.  We 
were on my bed and I was holding him.  He took a last gasp of air and then he 
stopped.  When his body when limp, I felt like I might die too.  I think the 
only thing that helped me and my mom was that she has "rescue remedy" with her 
and we both took it right away.  It sounds odd to say that, but immediately 
after it happened, I felt a sense of peace-- for him.  I think the rescue 
remedy helped my breathing at that time.  I just held him afterwards and talked 
to him  and pet him and kissed him for about two hours.  I told him how 
wonderful he was and that I would never be the same without him.  I walked 
around the house, sat with him on the porch he loved so much and took him 
outside for his last time to hold him while sitting on the front steps.  

      I have never had an animal die in my arms like that and to have it be my 
best friend-- the best companion I've ever had...my heart just feels like it's 
wrenching in half.  I feel guilty and traumatized.  I am having a hard time 
erasing the memories of his passing.  When I close my eyes, I see his face as 
he took his last breath.  I don't how to recover from that.
      I've never been lonely since I had Monkee and now that he's gone, that 
loneliness is crashing in.  

      I hope all of you are able to continue to care for your cats and give 
them the peace and love that they so desperately need.  I admire those of you 
who take care of multiple FelV cats and have lost some in the past and continue 
to keep doing the work that you do.  My thoughts and my prayers are now with 
all of you and your babies.  I felt like I didn't have the mental energy to 
devote many of my prayers in the past few weeks to any cat other than Monkee, 
but I will be praying for you now.

      I also wanted to remind everyone that you never really know the power of 
what love can do for a cat like Monkee, until you experience it.  When I found 
him, he was a crazy, dirty, little ragamuffin eating doves, baby rabbits, and 
whatever else he could catch in the courtyard of my law school apartment 
complex in Northern Ky 4 years ago.  And four years and 1 month ago, I couldn't 
take his living it up in "the killing fields"- as I called it- anymore.  It 
took so long to get him to be a somewhat normal cat.  Something bad must have 
happened to him because he was already neutered when I found him, so he had to 
have belong to someone.  He was deathly afraid of men and it took until 
probably about this past year for that fear to almost subside.  I don't think 
anyone else in my life (other than myself) believed that he'd ever be trusting, 
cuddling, sweet, lfunny, love-bug that he was with me.  The first time I turned 
on my radio and my tv after I had brought him into my life, he freaked out and 
hid under the bed for hours.  After lots of love and being spoiled rotten, and 
having four years to experience as many things as possible, he had truly become 
my best friend.  He would comfort me when something went horribly wrong in my 
life and the past 4 years have been pretty turbulent for me so he had a lot of 
comforting to do.  He was what always cheered me up when I was at my lowest low 
and he was what kept going.  He slept on my bed with me every night and even 
when I was just away for one night, I would miss him and miss having him there 
in the morning to wake up with.  I am going to miss him so much. 

      I also wanted to say "Thank You" for being such an instant support group 
for Monkee and I.  We really needed help these past few weeks and you all 
really came through for us.  

      Thank you,
      Caroline 

             


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