Re: Carla and Susan
Thanks, Sherry. I know exactly what you mean. I still watch where my feet go when I walk thru the house - she was so tiny that if I stepped on her it would hurt - rather than just bumping her and her moving out of the way like the "big guys" do! Sherry DeHaan [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:Susan,I am so sorry to hear about your sweet Carlita,she sounds like a wonderful baby.I too miss my Maizee Grace,I dread coming home ,because I know that beautiful little face won't be at the door to follow me around like a shadow.my thoughts are with you,my heart hurts with yours.Bless you SherryNina [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Susan,I didn't realize it was you that lost your Carlita. Again, I'm so sorry. It's always hard, but when they continue to rebound again and again, we start to feel, maybe, just maybe this one will stay, this one is different. We have to live with that hope, to live otherwise is not truly living, to live otherwise clouds the wonderful moments we share. I've learned so much from my wonderful fur teachers, one of the greatest lessons is living in the moment, living those moments to the fullest. Try not to feel bad about not knowing that this time was different, that this was her time. She was with her buddies, maybe they needed it to happen this way, it's always so hard on everyone, our family members with fur as well as those without. What a loving little soul she is! Such a blessing to you and yours, and now to us as well. Thank you for sharing your memories of her with us. Sending you hugs and healing blessings to sooth you in your grief,NinaSusan Loesch wrote: Yes, my little Carla was feleuk positive. She and her 2 brothers and 1 sister were rescues from Little Rock Animal Services when they were babies. Carla was the only long-term survivor. She was solid black and such a little doll -- never got any bigger than maybe a 3 month old kitten. Skinny as a rail, but a good eater. LOVED to climb up on me at night and make biscuits! She was around 3 when she died. Off and on she had "down" periods - I'd come in and find her stretched out and not moving, dehydrated and seemingly at death's door. But a boost of Ringers subQ and a little rest and baby food and she'd be up and running again. That is what happened her last evening. She had seemed to recover and was eating again and purring and I didn't notice any difference in that time or the ones before. In fact I was so sure she was OK that I left her in my spare bedroom piled up with her buddies and didn't take her to bed with me or stay in there with her. But obviously something was different because the next morning she was gone. It took me so by surprise and was such a hard loss. She'd been so thin for so long, and so small, but had just kept on going. I guess I was lulled into thinking that she was going to be a survivor. I sure do miss my scrawny looking cuddle-baby Carlita. She was such a joy.Yahoo! Music Unlimited - Access over 1 million songs. Try it free.
Carla and Susan
Susan, I didn't realize it was you that lost your Carlita. Again, I'm so sorry. It's always hard, but when they continue to rebound again and again, we start to feel, maybe, just maybe this one will stay, this one is different. We have to live with that hope, to live otherwise is not truly living, to live otherwise clouds the wonderful moments we share. I've learned so much from my wonderful fur teachers, one of the greatest lessons is living in the moment, living those moments to the fullest. Try not to feel bad about not knowing that this time was different, that this was her time. She was with her buddies, maybe they needed it to happen this way, it's always so hard on everyone, our family members with fur as well as those without. What a loving little soul she is! Such a blessing to you and yours, and now to us as well. Thank you for sharing your memories of her with us. Sending you hugs and healing blessings to sooth you in your grief, Nina Susan Loesch wrote: Yes, my little Carla was feleuk positive. She and her 2 brothers and 1 sister were rescues from Little Rock Animal Services when they were babies. Carla was the only long-term survivor. She was solid black and such a little doll -- never got any bigger than maybe a 3 month old kitten. Skinny as a rail, but a good eater. LOVED to climb up on me at night and make biscuits!She was around 3 when she died. Off and on she had down periods - I'd come in and find her stretched out and not moving, dehydrated and seemingly at death's door. But a boost of Ringers subQ and a little rest and baby food and she'd be up and running again. That is what happened her last evening. She had seemed to recover and was eating again and purring and I didn't notice any difference in that time or the ones before. In fact I was so sure she was OK that I left her in my spare bedroom piled up with her buddies and didn't take her to bed with me or stay in there with her. But obviously something was different because the next morning she was gone.It took me so by surprise and was such a hard loss. She'd been so thin for so long, and so small, but had just kept on going. I guess I was lulled into thinking that she was going to be a survivor. I sure do miss my scrawny looking cuddle-baby Carlita. She was such a joy.
Re: Carla and Susan
Thank you, Nina. She really was a cutie - probably ugly to people who didn't understand what a fight it was to live so long being born positive. But beautiful to me. She'd gotten over a URI and I'd have bet money on her having survived another crisis that night. I think she knew how much she was loved, tho, and that I did my best to keep her alive. She is curled up with Gloria's Lancelot now, with her little head resting on his. Two such very much loved babies whose moms fought so hard for them.Nina [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Susan,I didn't realize it was you that lost your Carlita. Again, I'm so sorry. It's always hard, but when they continue to rebound again and again, we start to feel, maybe, just maybe this one will stay, this one is different. We have to live with that hope, to live otherwise is not truly living, to live otherwise clouds the wonderful moments we share. I've learned so much from my wonderful fur teachers, one of the greatest lessons is living in the moment, living those moments to the fullest. Try not to feel bad about not knowing that this time was different, that this was her time. She was with her buddies, maybe they needed it to happen this way, it's always so hard on everyone, our family members with fur as well as those without. What a loving little soul she is! Such a blessing to you and yours, and now to us as well. Thank you for sharing your memories of her with us. Sending you hugs and healing blessings to sooth you in your grief,NinaSusan Loesch wrote: Yes, my little Carla was feleuk positive. She and her 2 brothers and 1 sister were rescues from Little Rock Animal Services when they were babies. Carla was the only long-term survivor. She was solid black and such a little doll -- never got any bigger than maybe a 3 month old kitten. Skinny as a rail, but a good eater. LOVED to climb up on me at night and make biscuits! She was around 3 when she died. Off and on she had "down" periods - I'd come in and find her stretched out and not moving, dehydrated and seemingly at death's door. But a boost of Ringers subQ and a little rest and baby food and she'd be up and running again. That is what happened her last evening. She had seemed to recover and was eating again and purring and I didn't notice any difference in that time or the ones before. In fact I was so sure she was OK that I left her in my spare bedroom piled up with her buddies and didn't take her to bed with me or stay in there with her. But obviously something was different because the next morning she was gone. It took me so by surprise and was such a hard loss. She'd been so thin for so long, and so small, but had just kept on going. I guess I was lulled into thinking that she was going to be a survivor. I sure do miss my scrawny looking cuddle-baby Carlita. She was such a joy.
Re: Carla and Susan
Susan,I am so sorry to hear about your sweet Carlita,she sounds like a wonderful baby.I too miss my Maizee Grace,I dread coming home ,because I know that beautiful little face won't be at the door to follow me around like a shadow.my thoughts are with you,my heart hurts with yours.Bless you SherryNina [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Susan,I didn't realize it was you that lost your Carlita. Again, I'm so sorry. It's always hard, but when they continue to rebound again and again, we start to feel, maybe, just maybe this one will stay, this one is different. We have to live with that hope, to live otherwise is not truly living, to live otherwise clouds the wonderful moments we share. I've learned so much from my wonderful fur teachers, one of the greatest lessons is living in the moment, living those moments to the fullest. Try not to feel bad about not knowing that this time was different, that this was her time. She was with her buddies, maybe they needed it to happen this way, it's always so hard on everyone, our family members with fur as well as those without. What a loving little soul she is! Such a blessing to you and yours, and now to us as well. Thank you for sharing your memories of her with us. Sending you hugs and healing blessings to sooth you in your grief,NinaSusan Loesch wrote: Yes, my little Carla was feleuk positive. She and her 2 brothers and 1 sister were rescues from Little Rock Animal Services when they were babies. Carla was the only long-term survivor. She was solid black and such a little doll -- never got any bigger than maybe a 3 month old kitten. Skinny as a rail, but a good eater. LOVED to climb up on me at night and make biscuits! She was around 3 when she died. Off and on she had "down" periods - I'd come in and find her stretched out and not moving, dehydrated and seemingly at death's door. But a boost of Ringers subQ and a little rest and baby food and she'd be up and running again. That is what happened her last evening. She had seemed to recover and was eating again and purring and I didn't notice any difference in that time or the ones before. In fact I was so sure she was OK that I left her in my spare bedroom piled up with her buddies and didn't take her to bed with me or stay in there with her. But obviously something was different because the next morning she was gone. It took me so by surprise and was such a hard loss. She'd been so thin for so long, and so small, but had just kept on going. I guess I was lulled into thinking that she was going to be a survivor. I sure do miss my scrawny looking cuddle-baby Carlita. She was such a joy. Yahoo! Music Unlimited - Access over 1 million songs. Try it free.
