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Losing a friend.
Boater wrote in news:6p5f9kF6evqrU1
@mid.individual.net: I lost a friend... My deepest condolences and sympathy - I've been there, and it hurts like hell. |
Losing a friend.
Boater wrote:
I lost a friend... My deepest sympathy. |
Losing a friend.
On Wed, 26 Nov 2008 12:28:23 -0500, Boater
wrote: I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. Casper was 22 years old, and he had a great life, once he adopted us 14 years ago in Florida. He belonged, sort of, to a neighbor across a backyard fence who provided him with a mean existence. The neighbor left him outside, day and night, winter and summer, and sometimes without water or food. Casper was big and tough, an alpha male, and he was frequently challenged by other outdoor cats. He usually won the fights. He wandered into our yard at one point, and came to the back door. My wife gave him a meal and some water, which he wolfed down. A few days latter, he saved the life of a kitten we were trying to get inside to rescue. Another cat was about to kill the kitten. Casper drove the attacker off. Casper wandered into our garage. We set up a bed for him there, and provided food and water, but left the garage door open a little so he could come and go as he pleased. He seemed to be an outdoor cat and we didn't want to change his life. One day, the neighbor came looking for Casper, saw him sleeping in our garage, and took him "home." Twenty minutes later, Casper was back in our garage. I guess the neighbor gave up, because we never saw him look for "his" cat again. I felt no guilt at our "alienating the affections" of someone else's cat. My feeling is that if you don't take proper care of your pets, you don't deserve to have their presence. The seasons were changing, it was getting cold, so we took Casper to the vet for a checkup and shots. The vet said he was seven or eight years old at that time. Casper moved indoors with us and lost all interest in going outside. As with our other pets, the only time he was "outside" was when he was taken to the vet for an annual checkup. He was a wonderful, loving cat, a "great kisser," according to all the ladies, a good companion and a loyal friend. Casper had a good life. He lived a heck of a long time for a cat, and really enjoyed his life of ease and comfort. At the end his liver failed, the vet said there was nothing more to be done, so, to prevent further suffering, we had him put to sleep. I think the only thing worse than losing a spouse or a child is losing a pet you loved. If there is a cat heaven, Casper is up there, selecting his harem. Here's a snap of my three guys, Casper on the left, on their catbed couch, now, sadly, down to two guys: http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b2...0/62082de8.jpg My condolences. You really don't know what you've had until it's gone. --Vic |
Losing a friend.
Jim Willemin wrote:
Boater wrote in news:6p5f9kF6evqrU1 @mid.individual.net: I lost a friend... My deepest condolences and sympathy - I've been there, and it hurts like hell. Thanks. This is not the first pet we've lost and it won't be the last. It sure does not get easier. |
Losing a friend.
Vic Smith wrote:
On Wed, 26 Nov 2008 12:28:23 -0500, Boater wrote: I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. Casper was 22 years old, and he had a great life, once he adopted us 14 years ago in Florida. He belonged, sort of, to a neighbor across a backyard fence who provided him with a mean existence. The neighbor left him outside, day and night, winter and summer, and sometimes without water or food. Casper was big and tough, an alpha male, and he was frequently challenged by other outdoor cats. He usually won the fights. He wandered into our yard at one point, and came to the back door. My wife gave him a meal and some water, which he wolfed down. A few days latter, he saved the life of a kitten we were trying to get inside to rescue. Another cat was about to kill the kitten. Casper drove the attacker off. Casper wandered into our garage. We set up a bed for him there, and provided food and water, but left the garage door open a little so he could come and go as he pleased. He seemed to be an outdoor cat and we didn't want to change his life. One day, the neighbor came looking for Casper, saw him sleeping in our garage, and took him "home." Twenty minutes later, Casper was back in our garage. I guess the neighbor gave up, because we never saw him look for "his" cat again. I felt no guilt at our "alienating the affections" of someone else's cat. My feeling is that if you don't take proper care of your pets, you don't deserve to have their presence. The seasons were changing, it was getting cold, so we took Casper to the vet for a checkup and shots. The vet said he was seven or eight years old at that time. Casper moved indoors with us and lost all interest in going outside. As with our other pets, the only time he was "outside" was when he was taken to the vet for an annual checkup. He was a wonderful, loving cat, a "great kisser," according to all the ladies, a good companion and a loyal friend. Casper had a good life. He lived a heck of a long time for a cat, and really enjoyed his life of ease and comfort. At the end his liver failed, the vet said there was nothing more to be done, so, to prevent further suffering, we had him put to sleep. I think the only thing worse than losing a spouse or a child is losing a pet you loved. If there is a cat heaven, Casper is up there, selecting his harem. Here's a snap of my three guys, Casper on the left, on their catbed couch, now, sadly, down to two guys: http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b2...0/62082de8.jpg My condolences. You really don't know what you've had until it's gone. --Vic Isn't that the truth. |
Losing a friend.
Boater wrote:
I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. Casper was 22 years old, and he had a great life, once he adopted us 14 years ago in Florida. He belonged, sort of, to a neighbor across a backyard fence who provided him with a mean existence. The neighbor left him outside, day and night, winter and summer, and sometimes without water or food. Casper was big and tough, an alpha male, and he was frequently challenged by other outdoor cats. He usually won the fights. He wandered into our yard at one point, and came to the back door. My wife gave him a meal and some water, which he wolfed down. A few days latter, he saved the life of a kitten we were trying to get inside to rescue. Another cat was about to kill the kitten. Casper drove the attacker off. Casper wandered into our garage. We set up a bed for him there, and provided food and water, but left the garage door open a little so he could come and go as he pleased. He seemed to be an outdoor cat and we didn't want to change his life. One day, the neighbor came looking for Casper, saw him sleeping in our garage, and took him "home." Twenty minutes later, Casper was back in our garage. I guess the neighbor gave up, because we never saw him look for "his" cat again. I felt no guilt at our "alienating the affections" of someone else's cat. My feeling is that if you don't take proper care of your pets, you don't deserve to have their presence. The seasons were changing, it was getting cold, so we took Casper to the vet for a checkup and shots. The vet said he was seven or eight years old at that time. Casper moved indoors with us and lost all interest in going outside. As with our other pets, the only time he was "outside" was when he was taken to the vet for an annual checkup. He was a wonderful, loving cat, a "great kisser," according to all the ladies, a good companion and a loyal friend. Casper had a good life. He lived a heck of a long time for a cat, and really enjoyed his life of ease and comfort. At the end his liver failed, the vet said there was nothing more to be done, so, to prevent further suffering, we had him put to sleep. I think the only thing worse than losing a spouse or a child is losing a pet you loved. If there is a cat heaven, Casper is up there, selecting his harem. Here's a snap of my three guys, Casper on the left, on their catbed couch, now, sadly, down to two guys: http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b2...0/62082de8.jpg We have a skinny assed 16.5 year old cat that is loosing weight by the day. This cat grew up with a German Shepard Dog. The GSD came into the house on a Thursday and the very next day the cat entered our house, both 8 weeks old. The two grew up together and by the time they were a year old the GSD was 110 lbs and the cat was 16 lbs. The two got along very well, even sleeping together. We had to put the GSD down when his hips started to disintegrate and he developed fist sized nerve ending tumors on about a daily basis. Our cat used to be the stud of the neighborhood. But, in the last few years the younger cats have taken over and he rarely goes outside. He just stares out the window watching the world go by thinking of what used to be. Even though I am an avowed dog person I still make a point to make this cat's life as easy as possible. |
Losing a friend.
On Nov 26, 12:28*pm, Boater wrote:
I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. Casper was 22 years old, and he had a great life, once he adopted us 14 years ago in Florida. He belonged, sort of, to a neighbor across a backyard fence who provided him with a mean existence. The neighbor left him outside, day and night, winter and summer, and sometimes without water or food. Casper was big and tough, an alpha male, and he was frequently challenged by other outdoor cats. He usually won the fights. He wandered into our yard at one point, and came to the back door. My wife gave him a meal and some water, which he wolfed down. A few days latter, he saved the life of a kitten we were trying to get inside to rescue. Another cat was about to kill the kitten. Casper drove the attacker off. Casper wandered into our garage. *We set up a bed for him there, and provided food and water, but left the garage door open a little so he could come and go as he pleased. He seemed to be an outdoor cat and we didn't want to change his life. One day, the neighbor came looking for Casper, saw him sleeping in our garage, and took him "home." Twenty minutes later, Casper was back in our garage. I guess the neighbor gave up, because we never saw him look for "his" cat again. I felt no guilt at our "alienating the affections" of someone else's cat. My feeling is that if you don't take proper care of your pets, you don't deserve to have their presence. The seasons were changing, it was getting cold, so we took Casper to the vet for a checkup and shots. The vet said he was seven or eight years old at that time. Casper moved indoors with us and lost all interest in going outside. As with our other pets, the only time he was "outside" was when he was taken to the vet for an annual checkup. He was a wonderful, loving cat, a "great kisser," according to all the ladies, a good companion and a loyal friend. Casper had a good life. He lived a heck of a long time for a cat, and really enjoyed his life of ease and comfort. At the end his liver failed, the vet said there was nothing more to be done, so, to prevent further suffering, we had him put to sleep. I think the only thing worse than losing a spouse or a child is losing a pet you loved. If there is a cat heaven, Casper is up there, selecting his harem. Here's a snap of my three guys, Casper on the left, on their catbed couch, now, sadly, down to two guys: http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b2...0/62082de8.jpg Sucks man, sorry to hear that.. Cool looking cat... |
Losing a friend.
"Boater" wrote in message ... Thanks. This particular cat was one of my favorites of all time, probably because of his hard early life and how quickly he adopted us. Our cat is really getting up there. She's at least 17 , very tiny and light. We only feed her small portions of food at a time, otherwise she throws it all up. Vets can't seem to figure out what's wrong with her. as far as being so small. Plus side...she's a very pretty calico type cat with beautiful green eyes for her size and does she ever like to 'rumble'. If I pretend to grab her front paws, or make fast hand movements around her, she's in full attack mode. She still keeps the dog in it's place too...she'll drink out of his water bowl while he stands rigid just feet from her like he's ready to pounce. He lets her walk past and as soon as she gets on the stairs, he barks and jumps around as if he chased her there. It's funny but can get tiresome when it happens numerous during the day. Sorry for your loss, we sure do get attached to the little rascals. |
Losing a friend.
Don White wrote:
"Boater" wrote in message ... Thanks. This particular cat was one of my favorites of all time, probably because of his hard early life and how quickly he adopted us. Our cat is really getting up there. She's at least 17 , very tiny and light. We only feed her small portions of food at a time, otherwise she throws it all up. Vets can't seem to figure out what's wrong with her. as far as being so small. Plus side...she's a very pretty calico type cat with beautiful green eyes for her size and does she ever like to 'rumble'. If I pretend to grab her front paws, or make fast hand movements around her, she's in full attack mode. She still keeps the dog in it's place too...she'll drink out of his water bowl while he stands rigid just feet from her like he's ready to pounce. He lets her walk past and as soon as she gets on the stairs, he barks and jumps around as if he chased her there. It's funny but can get tiresome when it happens numerous during the day. Sorry for your loss, we sure do get attached to the little rascals. 17 is up there for a cat. You're lucky. We were, too. Thanks for your thoughts. |
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