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dancerjodiWe're home from FL. It was a fun, magical trip as would be expected at Disney. Brian and I had a good time, and will definitely go back at some point. 3 days isn't enough to do all you'd want to do. Marching in the parade was wild, here's hoping we find pics from audience people.
We came home to find Max laying on our second floor, kind of out of it. Things weren't looking good when we left last Thursday morning, since he has puked and it was a brownish color (making me think blood). He stuck it out over the weekend though, and we were able to say goodbye. Max hadn't eaten much while we were gone, and his state made us think that he had low blood sugar. We took him to Vescone (Brian driving, me holding him in a blanket - and he peed all over me in the car). His sugar actually was a bit high, but given his low weight, current state, and the red in his puking the vet estimated that he either was in kidney failure or had a stomach/intestinal issue, like cancer. Brian and I held him while they euthanized him. I have to call the pet cemetery/crematory place to make arrangements for them to get him, take care of him, so we can easily (and legally) bury him in our yard. Max will rest under our newly planted lilac bush.
Its so weird, how animals do this. He knew he was going to go, we knew he was going to go, and it worked out in the best way that it could. I've lost pets before, but I've never felt this way before. Max was 21 and was with me for all of those years - more than 1/2 my life. Coming home our house just felt so empty. Max wasn't a loud cat and was fairly out of the way for the last year or so of his life, but not having him on the loveseat - not *feeling* him in the house - its just so weird. Throughout my life when I've been upset about something or alone Max has been there for me, and now when I need him the most its because he's not here.
It will take some time for things to adjust to normalish for Brian and I, but we'll get there. Max will always have a special place in our hearts and our life, given the impact he's had on the both of us. We're the people we are today in part because of that amazing kitty. At some point we'll probably get another cat (or cats), because we love furry kids but I know I'll never have another bond with another animal like I did with Max. The place I'm in with my life will just prevent it - I may have an animal for that long and from its kittenhood, but I won't be growing up with them; they won't be my partner in crime.
Thank you for all of your support over the years: for being kind to our kitty, for helping us out with petsitting, for listening to our silly stories about litter box changes, pukey blankets, doggie steps and all of that. Max was always a social, loving creature and I'm sure he knew that you guys cared about him.
All I can say is that I'm glad that we had planned to take today off of work anyway. I'm not sure yet if I'll hit the dance studio tonight, but at least Brian and I can come back to normal life slowly. I think its apropos that we went to the 'happiest place on earth' before having to deal with this. Life works in mysterious ways.
We came home to find Max laying on our second floor, kind of out of it. Things weren't looking good when we left last Thursday morning, since he has puked and it was a brownish color (making me think blood). He stuck it out over the weekend though, and we were able to say goodbye. Max hadn't eaten much while we were gone, and his state made us think that he had low blood sugar. We took him to Vescone (Brian driving, me holding him in a blanket - and he peed all over me in the car). His sugar actually was a bit high, but given his low weight, current state, and the red in his puking the vet estimated that he either was in kidney failure or had a stomach/intestinal issue, like cancer. Brian and I held him while they euthanized him. I have to call the pet cemetery/crematory place to make arrangements for them to get him, take care of him, so we can easily (and legally) bury him in our yard. Max will rest under our newly planted lilac bush.
Its so weird, how animals do this. He knew he was going to go, we knew he was going to go, and it worked out in the best way that it could. I've lost pets before, but I've never felt this way before. Max was 21 and was with me for all of those years - more than 1/2 my life. Coming home our house just felt so empty. Max wasn't a loud cat and was fairly out of the way for the last year or so of his life, but not having him on the loveseat - not *feeling* him in the house - its just so weird. Throughout my life when I've been upset about something or alone Max has been there for me, and now when I need him the most its because he's not here.
It will take some time for things to adjust to normalish for Brian and I, but we'll get there. Max will always have a special place in our hearts and our life, given the impact he's had on the both of us. We're the people we are today in part because of that amazing kitty. At some point we'll probably get another cat (or cats), because we love furry kids but I know I'll never have another bond with another animal like I did with Max. The place I'm in with my life will just prevent it - I may have an animal for that long and from its kittenhood, but I won't be growing up with them; they won't be my partner in crime.
Thank you for all of your support over the years: for being kind to our kitty, for helping us out with petsitting, for listening to our silly stories about litter box changes, pukey blankets, doggie steps and all of that. Max was always a social, loving creature and I'm sure he knew that you guys cared about him.
All I can say is that I'm glad that we had planned to take today off of work anyway. I'm not sure yet if I'll hit the dance studio tonight, but at least Brian and I can come back to normal life slowly. I think its apropos that we went to the 'happiest place on earth' before having to deal with this. Life works in mysterious ways.
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:15 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:25 pm (UTC)That kitty lived well, and I'm glad you had so much time together.
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:29 pm (UTC)I would have happily gotten up at 6AM for him, for as long as he wanted to stay. (complaints aside *grins* I really liked him)
I'm glad you got to say goodbye too.
There are *hugs* if you need them.
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:32 pm (UTC)He was such a dignified kitty, and he was so lucky to have such a caring family. And I have enjoyed your stories about him. They were never silly!
So sorry you've got a space now where Max had been, but happy that he gave you so much for so long. *hug*
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:42 pm (UTC)It is so hard to lose a member of the family, you are both in my thoughts today.
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:50 pm (UTC)Be well.
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Date: 2006-05-30 01:54 pm (UTC)It's clear how much you loved him and that you did all that you could for him. He's resting now.
You have our deepest sympathies.
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Date: 2006-05-30 02:12 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry for your loss
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Date: 2006-05-30 02:48 pm (UTC)*hug*
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