psiharis
April 11th, 2005, 06:07 AM
My husband and I are animal lovers and have had many pets over the years, but this latest one is very special.
In February 2005 he met an older lady in a waiting room who said she didn't have any family and had to take a taxicab to the doctor. They exchanged phone numbers so he could give her a ride now and then, and the next night she called and couldn't breathe. She wouldn't call 911 because she didn't want to leave her cat, Sassy, alone. My husband went to her house to care for the cat and call the paramedics while I stayed on the phone with her. Her name was Hope.
Hope went to the hospital, and we took care of Sassy at her house for two weeks, until Hope died. She had told us that she was 94 (she was 88) and that Sassy was 18 (more like 11 or 12). She wanted us to put Sassy to sleep when she died because she was afraid that Sassy couldn't make the transition to a new home. We made an attempt for her peace of mind to find a vet who would (no one reputable would euthanize a healthy cat), and we brought Sassy to the hospital to say goodbye. We took him and all of his stuff home with us on my husband's birthday, Feb 21, 2005, the day after Hope passed. The last thing she said to us was we'd better be good because she'd be watching.
We thought Sassy was female, but his records verified he's a neutered male white persian and siamese mix. He made the transition quite well, and sleeps on my head like a fur hat the way he did with his original caretaker. It turns out Sassy has a lot wrong with him, but that doesn't stop him from being incredibly affectionate and loving. He spends a lot of time on my chest staring into my eyes and I figure I'm just too dense to hear his thoughts.
I'm grateful that you're here: I didn't find you in time to help deal with the challenges and losses of the other animals that have passed, and Sassy has some unique problems I could use help with. :)
In February 2005 he met an older lady in a waiting room who said she didn't have any family and had to take a taxicab to the doctor. They exchanged phone numbers so he could give her a ride now and then, and the next night she called and couldn't breathe. She wouldn't call 911 because she didn't want to leave her cat, Sassy, alone. My husband went to her house to care for the cat and call the paramedics while I stayed on the phone with her. Her name was Hope.
Hope went to the hospital, and we took care of Sassy at her house for two weeks, until Hope died. She had told us that she was 94 (she was 88) and that Sassy was 18 (more like 11 or 12). She wanted us to put Sassy to sleep when she died because she was afraid that Sassy couldn't make the transition to a new home. We made an attempt for her peace of mind to find a vet who would (no one reputable would euthanize a healthy cat), and we brought Sassy to the hospital to say goodbye. We took him and all of his stuff home with us on my husband's birthday, Feb 21, 2005, the day after Hope passed. The last thing she said to us was we'd better be good because she'd be watching.
We thought Sassy was female, but his records verified he's a neutered male white persian and siamese mix. He made the transition quite well, and sleeps on my head like a fur hat the way he did with his original caretaker. It turns out Sassy has a lot wrong with him, but that doesn't stop him from being incredibly affectionate and loving. He spends a lot of time on my chest staring into my eyes and I figure I'm just too dense to hear his thoughts.
I'm grateful that you're here: I didn't find you in time to help deal with the challenges and losses of the other animals that have passed, and Sassy has some unique problems I could use help with. :)