Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year. Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her
fur-chewing habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat
who got along with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even
Cinnamon learned to accept her eventually. She had had a rough start
in life, with a case of cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with
a little cough, and investigations as to the cause of the
fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs decided that was due to her nerves,
but even though everything else had failed, she shouldn't take drugs
for it because she had a heart murmur. Everyone got used to her fur
being patchy in places. This morning, she was perfectly normal,
making sure I got out of bed and carefully supervising the
preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste testing. I was
out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into the bedroom,
I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something wasn't
right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was gone.
She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat,
especially one who was so young.
Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year. Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her fur-chewing habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat who got along
with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even Cinnamon learned to
accept her eventually. She had had a rough start in life, with a case of
cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with a little cough, and investigations as to the cause of the fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs decided that was due to her nerves, but even though everything else had failed, she shouldn't take drugs for it because she had a heart murmur. Everyone got used to her fur being patchy in places. This morning, she
was perfectly normal, making sure I got out of bed and carefully
supervising the preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste testing. I was out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into
the bedroom, I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something wasn't right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was
gone. She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat, especially one who was so young.
Cheryl wrote:
Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year.
Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her
fur-chewing habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat
who got along with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even
Cinnamon learned to accept her eventually. She had had a rough start
in life, with a case of cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with
a little cough, and investigations as to the cause of the
fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs decided that was due to her nerves,
but even though everything else had failed, she shouldn't take drugs
for it because she had a heart murmur. Everyone got used to her fur
being patchy in places. This morning, she was perfectly normal,
making sure I got out of bed and carefully supervising the
preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste testing. I was
out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into the bedroom,
I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something wasn't
right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was gone.
She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat,
especially one who was so young.
Sad that. Entered for the Jellicle ball.
In article <hq81e6FcnukU1@mid.individual.net>,
Cheryl <cperkins@mun.ca> wrote:
Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year.
Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her fur-chewing
habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat who got along
with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even Cinnamon learned to
accept her eventually. She had had a rough start in life, with a case of
cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with a little cough, and
investigations as to the cause of the fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs
decided that was due to her nerves, but even though everything else had
failed, she shouldn't take drugs for it because she had a heart murmur.
Everyone got used to her fur being patchy in places. This morning, she
was perfectly normal, making sure I got out of bed and carefully
supervising the preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste
testing. I was out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into
the bedroom, I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something
wasn't right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was
gone. She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat,
especially one who was so young.
I'm so very sorry Cheryl. It hurts so much to lose them and when it's
sudden like that you're totally unprepared. Purrs for your poor heart.
I've only just seen your post otherwise I'd have replied sooner.
On 2020-08-23 8:35 a.m., Judith Latham wrote:
In article <hq81e6...@mid.individual.net>,
Cheryl <cper...@mun.ca> wrote:
Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a black cat
who arrived from the local humane society in 2016, aged about a year.
Although I often said she was a bit neurotic because of her fur-chewing >> habit, she was actually a very friendly and loving cat who got along
with everyone other than Senior Cat Cinnamon Even Cinnamon learned to
accept her eventually. She had had a rough start in life, with a case of >> cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with a little cough, and
investigations as to the cause of the fur-chewing. Eventually, the TEDs >> decided that was due to her nerves, but even though everything else had >> failed, she shouldn't take drugs for it because she had a heart murmur. >> Everyone got used to her fur being patchy in places. This morning, she
was perfectly normal, making sure I got out of bed and carefully
supervising the preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste
testing. I was out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into
the bedroom, I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal. Something >> wasn't right, though, and I went over to pat her. I realized Kerry was
gone. She looked very peaceful, but it's always hard to lose a cat,
especially one who was so young.
I'm so very sorry Cheryl. It hurts so much to lose them and when it's sudden like that you're totally unprepared. Purrs for your poor heart. I've only just seen your post otherwise I'd have replied sooner.
Thanks.
--Had a feral I raised from around 6 weeks old. Serena. Found her 8 years later lying cold on a sack of potting mix in the garage. Her housemate, Mittens was yowling in the courtyard. Serena was always a nervous kitty and I think she went from a stroke or heart attack, but she too looked peaceful in the end. RIP Kerry, and best thoughts, it's so hard to lose them.
Cheryl
On Monday, August 24, 2020 at 3:04:07 AM UTC+10, Cheryl wrote:
On 2020-08-23 8:35 a.m., Judith Latham wrote:
In article <hq81e6...@mid.individual.net>,black cat >> who arrived from the local humane society in 2016,
Cheryl <cper...@mun.ca> wrote:
Kerry went to the Bridge very unexpectedly today. She was a
aged about a year. >> Although I often said she was a bit neurotic
because of her fur-chewing >> habit, she was actually a very
friendly and loving cat who got along >> with everyone other than
Senior Cat Cinnamon Even Cinnamon learned to >> accept her
eventually. She had had a rough start in life, with a case of >>
cat flu with in the shelter, leaving her with a little cough, and
the TEDs >> decided that was due to her nerves, but even thoughinvestigations as to the cause of the fur-chewing. Eventually,
everything else had >> failed, she shouldn't take drugs for it
because she had a heart murmur. >> Everyone got used to her fur
being patchy in places. This morning, she >> was perfectly normal,
making sure I got out of bed and carefully >> supervising the
preparation of the cats' breakfasts, including taste >> testing. I
was out all morning, but in the afternoon, when I went into >> the
bedroom, I saw Kerry lying on the bed, almost like normal.
Something >> wasn't right, though, and I went over to pat her. I
realized Kerry was >> gone. She looked very peaceful, but it's
always hard to lose a cat, >> especially one who was so young.
I'm so very sorry Cheryl. It hurts so much to lose them and when
it's sudden like that you're totally unprepared. Purrs for your
poor heart. I've only just seen your post otherwise I'd have
replied sooner.
Thanks.
--Had a feral I raised from around 6 weeks old. Serena. Found her 8
Cheryl
years later lying cold on a sack of potting mix in the garage. Her
housemate, Mittens was yowling in the courtyard. Serena was always a
nervous kitty and I think she went from a stroke or heart attack, but
she too looked peaceful in the end. RIP Kerry, and best thoughts,
it's so hard to lose them.
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