It's Caturday- Post some cats (vol 3)
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Gretchen said:
Reached to turn my alarm off this morning
And as I got in my car to leave for work
Oh the guilt. And that's after spending £40 on toys and treats for them yesterday!!
If they're like our moggie, they'll give you the cold shoulder when you get home - until you feed them obviously!And as I got in my car to leave for work
Oh the guilt. And that's after spending £40 on toys and treats for them yesterday!!
Very, very cute kitten 
Anyway, update on Bert
As I reported a few days ago, our cat Bert was reclaimed by his rightful owner after a couple of years on the lam. Emotional reunion - the bloke had really missed his cat and was ecstatic to have him back. All well and good, or so we thought. Then we got the call two days ago that Bert had got out and vanished.
Stood in the kitchen this morning, just about to head off to work. Turn around and who should be standing there, looking like a drowned rat, but Bert. Looking a bit spaced out, he emitted a a plaintive miaow. Three packets of food later and he's fast asleep on my bed.
So, after a few phone calls the original owner has I think accepted that Bert belongs here. Being in the military he's due to move again soon and he's worried that all this change will stress the poor cat out badly. So it looks like Bert is here to stay.
Happy cat
Anyway, update on Bert
As I reported a few days ago, our cat Bert was reclaimed by his rightful owner after a couple of years on the lam. Emotional reunion - the bloke had really missed his cat and was ecstatic to have him back. All well and good, or so we thought. Then we got the call two days ago that Bert had got out and vanished.
Stood in the kitchen this morning, just about to head off to work. Turn around and who should be standing there, looking like a drowned rat, but Bert. Looking a bit spaced out, he emitted a a plaintive miaow. Three packets of food later and he's fast asleep on my bed.
So, after a few phone calls the original owner has I think accepted that Bert belongs here. Being in the military he's due to move again soon and he's worried that all this change will stress the poor cat out badly. So it looks like Bert is here to stay.
Happy cat
I'm happy for you and Bert, but I feel dreadful for Bert's previous owner. I'd be absolutely heartbroken if one of my cats decided just to move out and go live with someone else, especially if I knew I'd looked after him as best I could. That's a proper bittersweet story. 
Not for one minute saying either of you have done anything wrong at all, and really it's all Bert's fault!
Not for one minute saying either of you have done anything wrong at all, and really it's all Bert's fault!
Well.... Today we are utterly heartbroken.
We were 3. Now we are 2. Our Queen 'B' unexpectedly passed away last night. She was 14, but had the heart of a much younger cat.
She was her usual self. Met my OH at the door as she came home from work. Had some food, played in the garden, came in for more food, had a sprint about the house. All normal. Then some horrible gurggly yowls were heard. My OH rushed to see what was up and moments later 'B' died in her arms. Absolutely gutted.
My OH tried to give CPR! lol, she was distraught and now can't stop thinking about how 'B' just went limp in her arms. It was equally horrible, me rushing home having worked late, to see my furry little friend curled, lifeless, in a box. She was such a cutey, such a little sweetheart.
I suspect heart failure/heart attack. She had, earlier in the year, gone in for some dental work; removal of two teeth. And during the op, they noted she had a murmur.
I know it'll sound cliche but she was not like other cats. I have never met a cat who was like her. Not one to go off an do what she wanted until feeding time, she'd be your little shadow, your little sidekick. She'd follow you to the toilet, she'd be there in a flash the moment you sat down to get on your lap, she'd even sit politely at the dinner table with us while we ate. She'd come be little spoon in bed nearly every night. A more loving cat I have not met.
Its just heart wrenching now, to have woken up this morning and not be led down the stairs by her to her food bowl. To not see her stretching out in the morning sun on the carpet. We have no need now to shut the living room up when we put the alarm on (we'd keep her out to stop her setting the motion sensors off). We have no need to leave the bedroom door open a cat-sized gap so she can come and go during the night. No need to prop the bathroom door on a morning so she can sprawl on the heated floor.
I suspect its going to be tears again when we go home and not have her standing at the door, tail in the air, vibrating so hard it looked like she was going to shake it off. She was always so happy to see us. I am glad we have loads of photos of her, but this one is my favorite:
IMAG0018_1_1 by Alex Mason, on Flickr
Such a beautiful little madam, loved being held up on your shoulder.
The house feels cold and empty. Amazing what a hole a 5kg ball of fluff has left. We'll get another in time I think. 'B' was a rescue we got from cats protection. Having seen the love she gave to us I don't think we would ever get a kitten... there are plenty of older cats out there who have been left and have everything to give.
We took her to get cremated this morning...in her favorite type of box. A shoe box. We're going to keep the ashes. Please tell me this gets easier! I think only losing a parent or a brother/sister could be worse!
We were 3. Now we are 2. Our Queen 'B' unexpectedly passed away last night. She was 14, but had the heart of a much younger cat.
She was her usual self. Met my OH at the door as she came home from work. Had some food, played in the garden, came in for more food, had a sprint about the house. All normal. Then some horrible gurggly yowls were heard. My OH rushed to see what was up and moments later 'B' died in her arms. Absolutely gutted.
My OH tried to give CPR! lol, she was distraught and now can't stop thinking about how 'B' just went limp in her arms. It was equally horrible, me rushing home having worked late, to see my furry little friend curled, lifeless, in a box. She was such a cutey, such a little sweetheart.
I suspect heart failure/heart attack. She had, earlier in the year, gone in for some dental work; removal of two teeth. And during the op, they noted she had a murmur.
I know it'll sound cliche but she was not like other cats. I have never met a cat who was like her. Not one to go off an do what she wanted until feeding time, she'd be your little shadow, your little sidekick. She'd follow you to the toilet, she'd be there in a flash the moment you sat down to get on your lap, she'd even sit politely at the dinner table with us while we ate. She'd come be little spoon in bed nearly every night. A more loving cat I have not met.
Its just heart wrenching now, to have woken up this morning and not be led down the stairs by her to her food bowl. To not see her stretching out in the morning sun on the carpet. We have no need now to shut the living room up when we put the alarm on (we'd keep her out to stop her setting the motion sensors off). We have no need to leave the bedroom door open a cat-sized gap so she can come and go during the night. No need to prop the bathroom door on a morning so she can sprawl on the heated floor.
I suspect its going to be tears again when we go home and not have her standing at the door, tail in the air, vibrating so hard it looked like she was going to shake it off. She was always so happy to see us. I am glad we have loads of photos of her, but this one is my favorite:
IMAG0018_1_1 by Alex Mason, on FlickrSuch a beautiful little madam, loved being held up on your shoulder.
The house feels cold and empty. Amazing what a hole a 5kg ball of fluff has left. We'll get another in time I think. 'B' was a rescue we got from cats protection. Having seen the love she gave to us I don't think we would ever get a kitten... there are plenty of older cats out there who have been left and have everything to give.
We took her to get cremated this morning...in her favorite type of box. A shoe box. We're going to keep the ashes. Please tell me this gets easier! I think only losing a parent or a brother/sister could be worse!
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