I still miss him
It was 4th December 2006 when I had my beautiful horse put to sleep. He came into my life in August 1995 and had totally turned my life around. After many years of loyality from him he developed arthiritis(sp) in his hocks and finally heart problems. This is when I knew that the time had come to let him go to spirit, I could not let him go through another winter and did not want to let him suffer and lose his dignity.
It was strangely such a beautiful morning, whilst he had been in the paddock he had not really acknowledged anyone around him and hadn't really bothered with anyone. When the vet pulled up he turned around, looked at me and walked towards me as if to say "come on mom, it's time for me to go" Shortly after the vet put him to rest with an injection.
I stayed with him on the ground for a good 20 mins and felt his soul leave his body and then it felt right to move away from him.
Still after all of this time, I miss him terribly. But then I smell his smell and can feel his presence around me and I firmly believe that we will be reunited at the rainbow bridge.
To my dear horse, I love you Mr Love, you turned my life around and never once judged me, for everything, I am truly grateful. RIP boy xxxx
In Memory of Sooty
I shall never forget you Sooty you were my best friend. I am happy for the time we spent together on earth but so sad that you are no longer here with us.
Sleep peacefully
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Lottie - We miss you!
We will never forget you Lottie - 28/10/1993-2/7/2008).
You were such a big, big part of our lives and you leave us with lots of lovely memories.
We did what we could for you at the end and it was the hardest thing to say goodbye, but now you can run and play free from pain and discomfort.
You're forever in our hearts.
Dizzy
I was lucky to share the last part of Dizzy's life. She lived with me since September 2007. What we know... she had been fed by someone in their back garden when she had probably strayed, and taken to a rescue. They found she had hyperthyroidism so her thyroid was removed, it also appeared as though she had had a stroke previously, hence her given name 'Dizzy'. Then she lived with me.
She was a quiet little cat at the best of times, sleeping mostly, laying between my feet at night. But last week she was even more quiet and wanted to sleep off in a corner on her own, so I put her bed there for her. Then she stopped eating, drinking and going to loo, then became snotty, so I thought cat flu immediately and got her to vet on Friday. She was treated for flu and constipation. The flu seemed to be clearing, but she was still not eating or drinking even with my help. Very weak and listless, back legs dropping. We went back to vet Monday, constipation had cleared, but a mass was still in her abdomen. X-ray showed a tumour as big as 2 fists. She hadn't eaten for a week and would have starved herself, so this was lesser of 2 evils unfortunately. She went to sleep Monday afternoon, poor girl.
It had obviously been growing for some time, I just wish I had been able to tell sooner for her sake. I think she was pretty comfortable for most of her time since September, and she found a friend in our home called Poppet who she would snuggle with and be washed by.
We love you Dizzy! X
Poppet
Poppet came to me, either by chance or by guidance, June 2006. I found him at 7am one morning, confused and disorientated walking in circles in the middle of a road through a park that was local to me at the time. My immediate thought was that he had been abandoned.
I took him in to keep him safe that day and put posters up, emailed forums and contacted rescue centres. But no-one came forward at all. I took him to the vets within the first couple of days to have him checked over and his health problems really confirmed my thought of him being abandoned. I took him out on a harness a few times to see if he could recognise anything or pick up on smells, but he was utterly lost, didn't know what was going on and kept coming back to me. It seemed he had not been outdoors before, or at least not in a long while.
He was a very loving and affectionate cat, very friendly towards other cats too, even if they weren't so to him, and very vocal. He did make a friend with Dizzy (previous post) and they would snuggle up together and he would wash her too. He missed her when she passed away earlier in the year.
We think he was aged somewhere around 20 going by his general health and his appearance. His health was not good due to his age, but he was happy enough, hobbled around, ate, drank and slept and seemed content. From day one, he regularly chose to sleep under the bedcovers with me all night. He had a couple of courses of steroids to help keep him moving, but his weight was gradually dropping, his bones protruding more and more, he became stiffer and stiffer, sleeping on a folded blanket with his hot water bottle because he couldn't get into his low bed, and in the last couple of weeks I started helping him as he was unable to even do that for himself any longer. But old age finally caught up with him, and he went to sleep this afternoon after it all became too much for him.
We love you Poppet! X