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Losing a friend.
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 |
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 Anyone else, and I would serve up my condolences. But, because you've been such a prick to so many, life goes on. |
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 Sorry about your cat. We have a cat next door to us at our lake house that wants to adopt us. But we're only there on weekends and occasional long weeks during the summer. But he often hears us drive up and comes running over. Very friendly with everyone so I think he's mostly ignored by his owners. I've started keeping some cat food for him out there. As long as we're there he'll hang out in our yard or sleep on our deck. Follows me around when I do yard work. We rent a few weeks during the summer and we've had a number of renters that also had him hang around and said he is a great cat. |
Losing a friend.
"Boater" wrote in message ... I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. It's amazing how attached one can become to a pet dog or cat. They don't ask for much and are loyal no matter how much of a jerk the owner is. My sincere condolensces. Eisboch |
Losing a friend.
On Nov 26, 1:41*pm, "Eisboch" wrote:
"Boater" wrote in message ... I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat.. It's amazing how attached one can become to a pet dog or cat. They don't ask for much and are loyal no matter how much of a jerk the owner is. My sincere condolensces. Eisboch Gawd...the two remaing look just like the 2 of 6 I have. 1 is feral, and I'd love to play catch with dip****pic with him. Pay no attention to asswipe loogywaitaminuteherring...he's most likely got a Pot-Bellied Pig for a pet....or spouse. |
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 Sorry about your cat, Harry. When we put our last cat down, with a stomach tumor the size of an egg, I bawled like a damn baby. It *is* possible to get very attached to a cat, even though us 'manly' types hate to admit it. -- John H. |
Losing a friend.
Eisboch wrote:
"Boater" wrote in message ... I lost a friend... We had to put Casper down yesterday. He was my wonderful pure white cat. It's amazing how attached one can become to a pet dog or cat. They don't ask for much and are loyal no matter how much of a jerk the owner is. My sincere condolensces. Eisboch Thanks. It's tough. Casper had a really high quality, long life with us, for which I am grateful. He would have been long dead had he "stayed" with his irresponsible original owner in Florida. |
Losing a friend.
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Losing a friend.
JohnH 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 Sorry about your cat, Harry. When we put our last cat down, with a stomach tumor the size of an egg, I bawled like a damn baby. It *is* possible to get very attached to a cat, even though us 'manly' types hate to admit it. 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. |
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