Re: [Felvtalk] Buzz is gone

2008-11-24 Thread MacKenzie, Kerry N.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Sue. But I'm so glad he found you and
discovered what it was to be loved--truly loved--and cared for. Buzz
couldn't have wished for a better home. He sounds such a happy cat, and
I hope all the good memories eventually bring you comfort.
Big hugs,
Kerry M.


 Today I had to have my sweet little kitty Buzz PTS.  I feel like a
very 
 large piece of me is missing.

 The first time I saw Buzz I fell in love with him.  He was terrified, 
 cowering between two up-ended mattresses in an unused bedroom at my 
 brothers' house.  He had been abused by neighborhood boys in an urban
area 
 where my brother used to live.  When my sister in law, Lee, rescued
him he 
 was very sick, full of parasites, starving and near death.  She and my

 brother nursed him back to physical health but he was still terrified
of 
 people. They named him Buzz Saw because of the way his claws flew
whenever 
 anyon
 e got near him.  That day Lee caught him in a blanket and handed him
to 
 me.  I sat with him and gently pet him and talked to him.  Within
about 20 
 minutes he was purring. Before we left that day he reached up to me
and 
 touched noses.

 After about a week I talked my husband into keeping him.  When I
brought 
 him home I put him into our study so he had a smaller space to get
used 
 to, and to keep him separate from the other cats. When I took him to
the 
 vet a few days later his feline leukemia test came back positive.
Buzz 
 was going to live in the study for quite a while so I filled it with
cat 
 toys and a cat tree and pretty much spoiled him as much as much as I 
 could. Every evening I would spend hours with him.  I was working on a

 computer
 project and he kept me company with that. That is how it was from
January 
 of '07 to April.  At that point it was clear that keeping him separate
was 
 not working.  We vaccinated the other cats for feline leukemia and 
 released Buzzy into the rest of the house.  He loved his new freedom
and 
 became every ones quiet little shadow. He loved to watch what was
going 
 on.  His favorite place was a window bench that looks out on the bird 
 feeder.  At night he either slept on a ledge right behind my head or 
 cuddled up n
 ext to me, purring.  When July came I noticed that he seemed to have
no 
 energy and was not eating.  When we took him to the vet the diagnosis
was 
 anemia.  With heavy doses of prednesolone his health and red blood
count 
 began to come back.  I was so happy watching my sweet boy gaining back
his 
 energy and appetite.  While he was recuperating I would take him out
to 
 sit on the deck on my lap.  He loved sniffing the outdoor smells and 
 feeling the warm sunshine on his fur.  He would sit and purr out there
for 
 as
 long as I could sit and hold him.  In the evenings Buzzy loved to
chase 
 DaBird and the laser pointer.  His blood was being tested every couple
of 
 weeks and soon it was in the normal range.  We began to back off on
the 
 prednesolone.  For several weeks everything was going well until the
week 
 that his blood count started going the wrong direction.  I prayed that
it 
 was just the one time but unfortunately not.  That horrible disease
was in 
 his bone marrow and the medication was no longer helping.  For the las
 t several weeks I watched as he became more and more lethargic.  We 
 offered him every special treat we could think of to keep him eating
and 
 he would nibble on those tidbits almost to the end.  He would sit all
day 
 on his window seat and for the last week we carried him to the litter
box. 
 He always watched every move I made as I moved around the kitchen.
Today 
 when he just put his head down in exhaustion instead of watching, I
knew 
 it was time to say goodbye to my darling boy. When I took him to the
vet I
 told him how much I have loved him and asked him to meet me at the
bridge. 
 Then he went to sleep in my arms.  I will miss him so very much, but
now 
 he is in a place where there is no feline leukemia.

 Sue


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Re: [Felvtalk] Buzz is gone/Donations

2008-11-24 Thread Kat
Dear Sue,

My heart goes out to you - you made the right choice for Buzz, and you
made it from love.  It seems that alot of kitties do NOT like going to the
vet (thus, do not like being put in a carrier) - my Cinders (not FeLV+)
also fought her last trip even tho the tumor in the back of her throat had
grown enough that she only lapped at the juices in her food for over a
week sigh.

Sleep soft, dear Buzz...

As far as a donation to James goes, you can donate online to him - just go
to the website: http://www.felineleukemia.org/
and on the bottom of the Menu box is a link to the Donate to Our Cause
page.  If you pay by check, you can add a note saying it's In Memory of
Buzz.  I'm not sure if there is a comments section for paypal, but you
can always send him a separate note anyway...

Kat (Mew Jersey)

On Fri, 21 Nov 2008, Sue  Frank Koren wrote:

 Date: Fri, 21 Nov 2008 16:20:28 -0500
 From: Sue  Frank Koren [EMAIL PROTECTED]
 Reply-To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
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 Subject: [Felvtalk] Buzz is gone
 
 Today I had to have my sweet little kitty Buzz PTS.  I feel like a very large 
 piece of me is missing.
 
 The first time I saw Buzz I fell in love with him.  He was terrified, 
 cowering between two up-ended mattresses in an unused bedroom at my brothers' 
 house.  He had been abused by neighborhood boys in an urban area where my 
 brother used to live.  When my sister in law, Lee, rescued him he was very 
 sick, full of parasites, starving and near death.  She and my brother nursed 
 him back to physical health but he was still terrified of people. They named 
 him Buzz Saw because of the way his claws flew whenever anyone got near him.  
 That day Lee caught him in a blanket and handed him to me.  I sat with him 
 and gently pet him and talked to him.  Within about 20 minutes he was 
 purring. Before we left that day he reached up to me and touched noses.
 
 After about a week I talked my husband into keeping him.  When I brought him 
 home I put him into our study so he had a smaller space to get used to, and 
 to keep him separate from the other cats. When I took him to the vet a few 
 days later his feline leukemia test came back positive.  Buzz was going to 
 live in the study for quite a while so I filled it with cat toys and a cat 
 tree and pretty much spoiled him as much as much as I could. Every evening I 
 would spend hours with him.  I was working on a computer project and he kept 
 me company with that. That is how it was from January of '07 to April.  At 
 that point it was clear that keeping him separate was not working.  We 
 vaccinated the other cats for feline leukemia and released Buzzy into the 
 rest of the house.  He loved his new freedom and became every ones quiet 
 little shadow. He loved to watch what was going on.  His favorite place was a 
 window bench that looks out on the bird feeder.  At night he either slept on 
 a ledge right behind my head or cuddled up next to me, purring.  When July 
 came I noticed that he seemed to have no energy and was not eating.  When we 
 took him to the vet the diagnosis was anemia.  With heavy doses of 
 prednesolone his health and red blood count began to come back.  I was so 
 happy watching my sweet boy gaining back his energy and appetite.  While he 
 was recuperating I would take him out to sit on the deck on my lap.  He loved 
 sniffing the outdoor smells and feeling the warm sunshine on his fur.  He 
 would sit and purr out there for as long as I could sit and hold him.  In the 
 evenings Buzzy loved to chase DaBird and the laser pointer.  His blood was 
 being tested every couple of weeks and soon it was in the normal range.  We 
 began to back off on the prednesolone.  For several weeks everything was 
 going well until the week that his blood count started going the wrong 
 direction.  I prayed that it was just the one time but unfortunately not.  
 That horrible disease was in his bone marrow and the medication was no longer 
 helping.  For the last several weeks I watched as he became more and more 
 lethargic.  We offered him every special treat we could think of to keep him 
 eating and he would nibble on those tidbits almost to the end.  He would sit 
 all day on his window seat and for the last week we carried him to the litter 
 box.  He always watched every move I made as I moved around the kitchen. 
 Today when he just put his head down in exhaustion instead of watching, I 
 knew it was time to say goodbye to my darling boy. When I took him to the vet 
 I told him how much I have loved him and asked him to meet me at the bridge.  
 Then he went to sleep in my arms.  I will miss him so very much, but now he 
 is in a place where there is no feline leukemia.
 
 Sue
 
  
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