RE: FELV kittens

2007-07-16 Thread Melissa Lind
Glenda,

I'm so glad you did the right thing and left the vet who wanted to put down
the kitty. My old vet wanted to do the same thing! His excuse was that it
would be hard on me. Well, Cassidy was perfectly healthy other than the FeLV
which was not causing symptoms at that time. I couldn't believe they would
want to put down a kitty that was healthy and very very happy. He's now very
happy and symptom-free at Best Friends.

In Nebraska (where I live too), many vets are more geared toward the
livestock industry--at least where I'm at. I've now switched to a small
animal clinic in a bigger city (Norfolk), and we are so happy with the
change. 

Good luck--I seldom meet compassionate people when it comes to cats here in
Nebraska--so I'm so happy to know there are others out there! 

Melissa

-Original Message-
From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of glenda Goodman
Sent: Saturday, July 14, 2007 11:16 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: RE: FELV kittens

KERRY, HI! WELL IT LOOKS LIKE MY EMAILS ARE GETTING
THROUGH. THANK YOU FOR GETTING BACK TO US PEOPLE WITH
THE FeLV+ KITTENS. I AM GRATEFUL THAT MY VET HAD GIVEN
ME SOME HOPE, ALTHOUGH THE OTHER DAY I HAD MY KITTEN
RE-TESTED AND IT WAS AGAIN POSITIIIVE, BUT I HAD ONLY
WAITED ABOUT 3-WEEKS. MY VET WAS LESS OPTIMISTIC THIS
TIME. I THINK SHE DID NOT WANT ME TO FEEL TOO HOPEFUL.
THE VET I USED BEFORE HAD OFFERED TO PUT MY KITTEN
DOWN THE MINUTE THE TEST CAME BACK POS. HE WAS TRYING
TO RELIEVE ME OF MY PAIN, BUT I RAN OUT OF THE CLINIC
WITH MY KITTY AND FOUND A MORE CAT-FRIENDLY VET...I
BELIEVE AND HOPE SOMEONE BETTER INFORMED..
WELL, THE FACT ONE OF YOUR KITTENS EVENTUALLY TESTED
NEG. IS A BRIGHT SPOT. WAS THIS FROM A LITTER FROM
WHERE THE OTHERS NEVER THREW THE VIRUS OR WAS THIS A
COMPLETELY SEPERATE CAT? HOW OLD WERE THE KITTENS YOU
HAD BEFORE THEY DEVELOPED SYMPTONS AND PASSED AWAY?  I
KNOW THINKING ABOUT ALL THIS IS HARD...WE ARE JUST ALL
TRYING TO LEARN ALL WE CAN ABOUT THIS DISEASE AND HOW
BEST TO DEAL WITH IT. KERRY, THANK YOU SO MUCH! 
GLENDA IN NEBRASKA  
--- MacKenzie, Kerry N.
[EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:

 Hi Glenda and Heather
 I haven't read your previous posts (and I'm at work,
 so have to be
 quick) but just wanted to say I had 5 FeLV positive
 kittens, and one
 slightly older cat who was negative but who lived
 with them (they came
 as a colony so she had already been exposed). I gave
 them 13 supplements
 daily and tried to keep their environment
 stress-free (they lived in my
 2nd bedroom). Sadly 4 of the kittens succumbed, but
 one threw off the
 virus and is now negative. The older cat has
 remained negative. So, yes,
 there is hope. But even tho the others didn't make
 it, I know I gave
 them quality of life, and love, for the brief time
 they had. As you are
 doing for your sweet furballs.  Your vet sounds a
 real goodie Glenda
 (many unfortunately are not so enlightened). Welcome
 to the list, and I
 wish you both all the best for you and your kitts.
 Kerry M.
 
 -Original Message-
 From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
 [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On
 Behalf Of glenda Goodman
 Sent: Friday, July 13, 2007 10:42 PM
 To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
 Subject: Re: FELV kittens
 
 
 Heather, I read your email...never tried to answer
 an
 email on this site, so hope it works...Anyway, I
 feel
 very sorry for you and the kitties. I am new to this
 site too. After I found out I had a FeLV+ kitten
 about
 a month ago, I discovered this site and have been
 reading everything possible trying to understand
 these
 diseases and find hope for the kitten I have.I have
 a
 little girl, Bengal mix, polydactyl...so
 intelligent,
 so beautiful and so healthy, but FeLV+...
  My vet told me there is a chance when the FeLV
 comes
 through the queen there is a chance the kittens
 could
 beat the disease with good diet and environments, no
 stress and could someday test negative. If there is
 anyone out there that can give people in our
 situation
 some hope our kittens can beat this disease please
 share what you know that we do not...Thank you.
 Meanwhile Heather, good-luck to you with finding
 someone wonderful enough to help you with those
 kitties...Glenda Larsen in Nebraska
 --- Heather Wienker [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
 
  Hello-
  
  I am new to this group, having  trapped an injured
  Mom kitty at my new job,
  who turned out to be FELV  FIV positive and a
  nursing Mom.  This was in
  April, I had 3 injured cats in my first two weeks
 of
  changing jobs, I work
  with ferals and it's been one of those
 years...it's
  especially sad as I'm
  told someone trapped this Mom last year, she was
 not
  injured at the time,
  they got a kitten from her that was negative (so
 she
  may have been as well),
  and she went back out unspayed even though they
  (incorrectly) thought she
  was declawed.   This whole thing could have been
  avoided, and Mom is a very
  sad kitty who has obviously been hurt by this
 world.
   She has an eye and 

RE: OT: .for Melissa re diarrhea

2007-07-16 Thread Melissa Lind
Thanks for the info Laurie! If it turns out to be IBD, I'll be glad to know
there's a group to turn to. 

 

Yes, making food seems daunting since I have a difficult enough time doing
it for me and my husband (not because I don't like to, just busy). The
winter is always less hectic, so I plan to start making kitty food then. 

 

Melissa

 

  _  

From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of laurieskatz
Sent: Friday, July 13, 2007 5:20 PM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: Re: OT: .for Melissa re diarrhea

 

Hi. Check out the yahoo IBD group. Great info there. 

It's possibly a food allergy. You might try the canned foods suggested at
www.catinfo.org if making home made feels overwhelming.

Depending on size of stool and frequency, the vet should be able to
determine if upper or lower intestine and treat accordingly. 

It sounds like your vet has a good plan.

Laurie 

 

- Original Message - 

From: Melissa Lind mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]  

To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 

Sent: Friday, July 13, 2007 12:08 PM

Subject: RE: OT: sancturaries for special needs

 

For her diarrhea, the old vet used Metrondiazole and Albon. No parasites
were found.  The new vet tried new food (Science Diet ID) along with
Clavomox. She also dewormed her again just in case. Ashley has gained 2
pounds in the last two weeks since the visit with the new vet, but her poops
are the same. Possibly the dewormer helped.

 

I just got off the phone with the vet, and she suggested that we put her
back on her regular food that she's used to for 2 weeks. No meds. Then I'll
have a stool sample sent to a lab for further testing (once all the meds are
out of her system). Then we'll see what could be in her. If that doesn't
work, the vet said we might have to do a scope. We'll see. Time will tell.

 

I guess this is really not the time to try to find a home for her. I'm
probably the best one to keep her since I know what's going on, what's been
done, etc.

 

Maybe I could just find a home for Nonie (healthy) to alleviate the stress.

 

Melissa

 


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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Susan Hoffman
Sent: Friday, July 13, 2007 12:03 PM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: Re: OT: sancturaries for special needs

 

Also, what has been tried?

Gloria Lane [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: 

I saw a nice list the other day, but can't remember where - will have to
look.  Never heard of FORLs, what's that?   Have you tried any of the
recipes in Dr. Pitcairn's book for her? 

 

Gloria

 

 

 

On Jul 13, 2007, at 8:40 AM, Melissa Lind wrote:

 

Hi All,

 

Just wondering if anyone knew of sanctuaries that will take special needs
kitties. My poor Ashley (foster kitty) still has diarrhea, and they suspect
she has feline odontoclastic resorptive lesions (FORLs). I want to find a
good home for her, but right now I'm not able to find anyone around here
who'll take on a special needs kitty. I just want her to get as much
attention as she deserves.

 

She's not FeLV (tested twice), and she seems healthy otherwise.

 

I don't mind taking care of her, but we have 5 kitties in the house (2 that
need homes), and now we're expecting (me, not any kitties). I'm not sure how
we'll all fit into the house down the road. There's constant wrestling and
fighting all night long (play fighting), and I just need to alleviate a
little stress. I love our two foster babies, but I know we can't handle 5
forever (financially or emotionally) until we have a bigger home and more $!

 

Melissa

 

 

 



Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Caroline Kaufmann

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 whotake 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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RE: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Rosenfeldt, Diane
Caroline --
 
I am so sorry.  My heart hurts for you.  
 
Thank you for telling us about how you and Monkee found each other.  You
changed each other's worlds infinitely for the better.  I know everybody
on this list has gone through what you're going through now -- the
second-guessing, the feelings of failure -- but please know that you did
the very best you could for Monkee and that he appreciates that, and
your gigantic love for him.  
 
Gentlest of Bridge vibes to Monkee, and hugs to you.
 
Diane R.



From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Caroline
Kaufmann
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 10:48 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
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 

Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Kelly L

At 08:47 AM 7/16/2007, you wrote:


Oh Caroline
I am so truly sorry and i wish i had some magic words to help the 
pain..but Ido not soi can say that I understand you much you are 
hurting and if all of us here each take a little but of your 
pain,,,that may help a little bit.
Time WILL be your friend,,and of course all of us here who feel like 
we are living aboard the Titanicjust waiting with no lifeboats 
available,,,but we have each other and we give our kitties the best 
of everything, We should always remember that unlike ourselves, They 
live in the present and for Monkee that present was full of love

Kelly





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 

Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread laurieskatz
Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels for 
Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the hole in 
your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday completely 
unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to 
the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and she appeared comfortable ~ 
she was not on her side and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned to 
keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send her home. When she went into 
respiratory distress again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her 
CPR but could not. After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I 
am in shock and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing 
a necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
Laurie
  - Original Message - 
  From: Caroline Kaufmann 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Kelley Saveika

Caroline,

I'm so very sorry for your loss of Monkee.

Kelley



Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread Rosenfeldt, Diane
Laurie --
 
I am so sorry about Keisha, how terrible and sudden.  I know you must be
feeling devastated and traumatized.  Take comfort in knowing she knew
how loved she was.  Hugs to you.
 
Diane R.



From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of laurieskatz
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 11:08 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha


Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels
for Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the
hole in your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday
completely unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at
home. I rushed her to the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and
she appeared comfortable ~ she was not on her side and was no longer
open mouth breathing. They planned to keep her in the tank for 2 hours
and then send her home. When she went into respiratory distress again,
they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her CPR but could not.
After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I am in shock
and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing a
necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
Laurie

- Original Message - 
From: Caroline Kaufmann mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]  
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread Caroline Kaufmann
I am sorry for your loss too. I guess that is what they would have done with Monkee if we could have made it to the emergency vet in time, but when his respiratory distress hit, I knew we wouldn't make it even up from the bed, so I just held him, then he was gone. But we would have had to euthensize him either way because we were fighting a losing battle. I couldn't have gone through this again with another blood transfusion. The blood transfusion did give him a little over two weeks, but when it wore off, it really wore off. I wish I had known he was going to decline so rapidly and if I had, we would have done things differently.But then again, I don't think Monkee would have wanted to go any other way then in the bed with me holding him.
I will keep you in my thoughts too.
Thanks,
Caroline  


From: "laurieskatz" [EMAIL PROTECTED]Reply-To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.orgTo: felvtalk@felineleukemia.orgSubject: Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is KeishaDate: Mon, 16 Jul 2007 10:07:53 -0600



Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels for Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the hole in your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday completely unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and she appeared comfortable ~ she was not on her side and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned to keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send her home. When she went into respiratory distress again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her CPR butcould not.After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I am in shock and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing a necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
Laurie

- Original Message - 
From: Caroline Kaufmann 
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 whotake 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 

RE: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Melissa Lind
Caroline,

 

I'm trying not to cry at work-such a shock since I thought Monkee would hang
in there a bit longer-poor guy. Even though you were so upset when he was
passing, and his look haunts you, at least you can feel better knowing that
you were there for him. Imagine if he had been all alone without anyone to
hold him and be there for him as he parted. You were able to show your love
to the very end. Even though it's so sad and heart-breaking, Monkee's story
is truly a happy one since his life would have been so horrific had you not
rescued him. It sounds as though you both needed each other, but now
remember Monkee in his happy times. Think of him on his porch or staring
down the outside cats or anything funny that amused you-think of these
things instead whenever you find yourself reflecting on his last
moments-those were only moments whereas you have years of happy times
together to remember and to comfort you.

 

It's going to take a while, but I'm sure the guilt will pass. You did the
best for him-more than the majority of people would do-and you are a special
person for that who deserves an award-not guilt. Thanks for being a kindred
spirit and a compassionate person. I'm so sorry for your loss! My thoughts
and prayers are with you.

 

Melissa

 

  _  

From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Caroline Kaufmann
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 10:48 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
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.  

RE: Keisha too

2007-07-16 Thread Melissa Lind
Laurie:

 

How sudden and shocking. I'm so sorry for you. I hope you can take comfort
in you happy memories, but right now just take time to be sad and grieve.
Keisha was blessed to have such a loving home.

 

Melissa



Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Gloria Lane
I'm so sorry, Caroline, for your loss of sweet Monkee, I am thinking  
of you.  I agree, I don't like taking them to a strange vet clinic  
for their last moments.
I use Rescue Remedy some too, for me and for pets.  You and Monkee  
was so lucky to have been together for a while, it's something that  
changes you and lives
on with you in a very good way.  Thanks for your compassion and for  
being a part of this group .


Blessings,

Gloria




On Jul 16, 2007, at 10:47 AM, Caroline Kaufmann wrote:

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  

RE: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread catatonya
Caroline,
   
  I am so sorry.  You did not fail Monkee in any way. It sounds like he went 
very peacefully in the best possible place. At home with you with him.  I know 
how sad it is at times like this and I'm so sorry.
   
  tonya

Rosenfeldt, Diane [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
  Caroline --
   
  I am so sorry.  My heart hurts for you.  
   
  Thank you for telling us about how you and Monkee found each other.  You 
changed each other's worlds infinitely for the better.  I know everybody on 
this list has gone through what you're going through now -- the 
second-guessing, the feelings of failure -- but please know that you did the 
very best you could for Monkee and that he appreciates that, and your gigantic 
love for him.  
   
  Gentlest of Bridge vibes to Monkee, and hugs to you.
   
  Diane R.


-
  From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Caroline 
Kaufmann
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 10:48 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
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 

Monkee

2007-07-16 Thread Jane Lyons

Dear Caroline
I am so sorry that you lost your sweet Monkee.
To find that connection with an animal, with another being, is a gift

The toll that taking care of a beloved pet is enormous. I hope that
you will be able to sleep soundly, knowing that Monkee is free of pain
and that his angels are with you.

Bless sweet Monkee and all of us who fall in love with beings 'who's 
lives

are shorter than our own'.

Best
Jane




Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread HIDEYO YAMAMOTO
Caroline, I am so deeply sorry about Monkee's crossing.  We all can emphasize 
your pain.  You are very luck to have met Monkee and Monkee is so lucky to have 
met you -- nothing can take away the bond between you and Monkee--it will live 
forever.

Hideyo
  - Original Message - 
  From: Caroline Kaufmannmailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.orgmailto:felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

 



Re: Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread catatonya
Laurie,
   
  I'm so sorry for your loss.  It hurts so much when it's unexpected.  :(
  tonya

Rosenfeldt, Diane [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
  Laurie --
   
  I am so sorry about Keisha, how terrible and sudden.  I know you must be 
feeling devastated and traumatized.  Take comfort in knowing she knew how loved 
she was.  Hugs to you.
   
  Diane R.


-
  From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of laurieskatz
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 11:08 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha


  
  Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels for 
Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the hole in 
your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday completely 
unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to 
the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and she appeared comfortable ~ 
she was not on her side and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned to 
keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send her home. When she went into 
respiratory distress again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her 
CPR but could not. After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I 
am in shock and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing 
a necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
  May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
  Laurie
- Original Message - 
  From: Caroline Kaufmann 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread dede hicken
Caroline,

I am truly sorry the way things worked out, but at
least Monkee is at peace now.  You perservered with
him through impossible odds.  He was loved, and he
knew it.  What a gift you gave him.

Blessings,
Dede
--- Caroline Kaufmann [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:


-
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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Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Susan Dubose
I am so sorry, Caroline.

Please be @ peace w/ the love  time you had w/ Monkee, he would want that.

He would not want you to grieve and blame yourself for things that are out of 
your control.

Please take care of yourself.

Susan J. DuBose  ^..^
www.PetGirlsPetsitting.com
www.Tx.SiameseRescue.org
www.shadowcats.net
  As Cleopatra lay in state,
   Faithful Bast at her side did wait,
   Purring welcomes of soft applause,
   Ever guarding with sharpened claws.
 Trajan Tennent




  - 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 

Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread Susan Dubose
I am sorry, Laura.

My thoughts are w/ you  Keisha.

Susan J. DuBose  ^..^
www.PetGirlsPetsitting.com
www.Tx.SiameseRescue.org
www.shadowcats.net
  As Cleopatra lay in state,
   Faithful Bast at her side did wait,
   Purring welcomes of soft applause,
   Ever guarding with sharpened claws.
 Trajan Tennent




  - Original Message - 
  From: laurieskatz 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 11:07 AM
  Subject: Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha


  Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels for 
Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the hole in 
your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday completely 
unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to 
the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and she appeared comfortable ~ 
she was not on her side and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned to 
keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send her home. When she went into 
respiratory distress again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her 
CPR but could not. After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I 
am in shock and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing 
a necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
  May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
  Laurie
- Original Message - 
From: Caroline Kaufmann 
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread Sherry DeHaan
Caroline I am so sorry for your loss of sweet Monkee(love the name)Hugs to you.
  Sherry

Caroline Kaufmann [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
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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Re: Monkee

2007-07-16 Thread Sally Davis

Caroline

I am sorry to hear of Monkee's passing. Know that you did your best. My Tiny
died suddenly on Christas day last year. I did not even realize he was in
distress until it was too late.

Sally


Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread glenda Goodman
Caroline,
I have been reading your emails for a few weeks now
and have gotten to know your heart and your wonderful
Monkee. I am so very sorry you are hurting so badly
and are missing your beloved Monkee. The tears are
just running out of my eyes for you. I am sure I am
not the only one out here feeling this way. People
like you give me respect for mankind. What you are
going through now is everything that is beautiful in
people. To have given your whole self over to some
hapless little cat and to be the very best friend he
ever had is just so sweet. A lady like you should
never be lonely...I do not think anyone out here would
not want to be your friend...Right now there is
another little friendless kitty feeling down, that I
know, you are destined to meet. Keep the love flowing
and make another spot in this very rough world
beautiful for another little furry friend. Your new
human friend,  Glenda Larsen
--- HIDEYO YAMAMOTO [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:

 Caroline, I am so deeply sorry about Monkee's
 crossing.  We all can emphasize your pain.  You are
 very luck to have met Monkee and Monkee is so lucky
 to have met you -- nothing can take away the bond
 between you and Monkee--it will live forever.
 
 Hideyo
   - Original Message - 
   From: Caroline
 Kaufmannmailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] 
   To:

felvtalk@felineleukemia.orgmailto:felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
 
   Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread glenda Goodman
Laurie, I am very sorry your precious Keisha has
passed away. I can feel your pain knowing when it
becomes my turn to lose a beloved kitty family member,
I will be a complete basket case.I will be trying to
put my grief into words too...
 The good news is the people on this site are so full
of love and have made such a wonderful difference in
so many cat's lives. Being a kitty in this world is
not easy when you think about the horrible lives most
kitties live...It is an incredibly lucky kitty that is
blessed by people like the people on this site. I
guess all any of us can do is just be as loving and
kind to all living creatures as we are blessed to
touch. This does not mean just kitties, but everything
innocent and dear... Glenda Larsen
--- laurieskatz [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:

 Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers
 for safe travels for Monkee's soul. Monkee is free
 now but nothing can compensate for the hole in your
 heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died
 Saturday completely unexpectedly. She went into
 respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to
 the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and
 she appeared comfortable ~ she was not on her side
 and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned
 to keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send
 her home. When she went into respiratory distress
 again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and
 gave her CPR but could not. After she died, I held
 her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I am in shock
 and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave
 her. We are doing a necropsy. She was not feline
 leukemia positive.
 May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding
 me.
 Laurie
   - Original Message - 
   From: Caroline Kaufmann 
   To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
   Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

Re: Monkee is gone

2007-07-16 Thread C J
I am so sorry for your loss of sweet Monkee.  I went through almost exactly the 
same thing you did less than a month ago, and I can hardly imagine anything 
worse to have to experience.  To watch your best friend pass in such a way is a 
traumatic and life changing experience.  I was hysterical as well when Tomi 
went into respiratory distress.

Just think of how much happiness you brought each other, and even though it was 
for a short time, you shared a special bond.  Think often of the special 
moments you shared together.

I found it helped to do something to honor the memory of your lost companion.  
I took special pictures of my three lost kitties, blew them up, and got them 
printed and framed to hang on my wall.  I also made a rock garden filled with 
flowers, etc in which to bury them.  

Time does heal wounds, though some wounds will always leave scars, at least 
they don't hurt as much once they heal.

Cassandra
  - 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 

Re: Keisha

2007-07-16 Thread C J
I am sorry for your sudden loss of Keisha.  It must be a terrible shock to lose 
a baby so unexpectedly.  At least she didn't have to endure a long illness 
before she passed.  I know that is the way I would want to go, very quickly.

Cassandra
  - Original Message - 
  From: Rosenfeldt, Diane 
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 11:13 AM
  Subject: Keisha


  Laurie --

  I am so sorry about Keisha, how terrible and sudden.  I know you must be 
feeling devastated and traumatized.  Take comfort in knowing she knew how loved 
she was.  Hugs to you.

  Diane R.



--
  From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of laurieskatz
  Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 11:08 AM
  To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
  Subject: Re: Monkee is gone ~ so is Keisha


  Carol, I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Prayers for safe travels for 
Monkee's soul. Monkee is free now but nothing can compensate for the hole in 
your heart and life. I know. My beloved Keisha died Saturday completely 
unexpectedly. She went into respiratory distress here at home. I rushed her to 
the ER clinic. They put her in the oxygen tank and she appeared comfortable ~ 
she was not on her side and was no longer open mouth breathing. They planned to 
keep her in the tank for 2 hours and then send her home. When she went into 
respiratory distress again, they tried to save her ~ intubated her and gave her 
CPR but could not. After she died, I held her for 2 hours and stroked her fur.I 
am in shock and it doesn't seem real. I didn't want to leave her. We are doing 
a necropsy. She was not feline leukemia positive.
  May your Higher Power hold you as mine is holding me.
  Laurie
- Original Message - 
From: Caroline Kaufmann 
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org 
Sent: Monday, July 16, 2007 9:47 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 

I need information please

2007-07-16 Thread Malone
I read all the posts, so I can learn how to deal with this virus. I lost my
kitten at 9 months, and apparently even though he was vaccinated my 4 year
old has tested positive for felv. He was diagnosed 4 months ago and shows no
sign of illness. My vet had recommended putting him down. I just couldn't
lose both my boys in one day. I am so thankful I didn't because Basil is
fine. My question is about the ability to fight off the virus-does this
really happen? Has anyone on this list actually had a felv+ cat that kicked
the virus? What should I expect and what should I be doing to help keep him
healthy? I tried to separate my felv+ boy and felv- girl, but they howled
and cried something fierce. They have been together since they were kittens.
I let them mix, and she is still negative. I read the information about
blood tests, and I get confused. Basil's blood work seems normal, other than
the fact that he tested positive. Thank you.



Celia Please add to the CLS :(

2007-07-16 Thread Sherry DeHaan
We lost another one of our Sids kids today.Sweet Celia was a beautiful calico 
who was very laid back and never had a mean bone in her body.She will be missed 
by us all. 
  Sherry

   
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