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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
I thought Kenzie was doing better.
I was wrong As soon as the vet tech took Kenzie out of the carrier, she said 'Oh oh!', and went and got the vet. I had not noticed that Kenzie's legs were quite stiff when I put her in the carrier: she was too sick to fight me, and I just slid her from the cage, where she had been 'sleeping' on the heating pad, right into the carrier. Every time my car went over a bump on the way to the vet clinic, though, Kenzie let out a cry of pain When the vet came, she said that Kenzie was dying, and right while we were talking, Kenzie started coughing... a 'wet' cough I had never heard before. My vet said Kenzie was suffering, and it was 'time'. She gave me a little time with Kenzie. I don't think Kenzie knew I was there. I kissed the top of her head, like I always loved to, and I scritched both of her ears at the same time, as she always loved me to. Her eyes opened a little, and she seemed to look at me, though she didn't purr Kenzie still had an IV catheter, so it was easy to administer the pink euthanasia solution. Kenzie just went limp, and she left for the Rainbow Bridge. Just like that: Kenzie is gone forever. I cut a little bit of her pretty fur: some white, some orange, and some black fur, and folded it in a piece of paper. I always wished I had done that with Lucky and Blizzard. I will put it into a small glass jar, to help me remember how pretty she was. The vet was VERY upset, and kept apologizing to me, as if it was her fault. I told her that is wasn't, and she said 'I know, I know. It's just so unfair, for this to happen to Kenzie and you. You've taken such good care of her, for so long, and then to have this happen...it's just not fair'. 'Most people don't do anything to take good care of their pets; they feed them cheap food, and never bring them in for check-ups or ANYTHING, and their pets never seem to get sick.' 'It always seem to happen nice people like you, and nice cats, like Kenzie. It's just so unfair.' We talked a little longer, but I can't remember what we said. Finally she said 'I'd like to give you a hug, if you want me to'. And she did. How nice is that? I still have to bury Kenzie I wish I had more pictures of her; I only have one really nice one; she just didn't like to have her picture taken. My sweet calico kitty, Kenzie, whom I loved so very much, is gone. She will never again jump on my lap, while I'm trying to type on my computer, insisting I give her scritches....she NEVER wanted me to stop. She didn't have a single bad habit... not ONE. She asked for attention, but never demanded it. Not once, ever, did she jump up on the kitchen counter, the dining room table, or my computer table. Not once. She never woke me up, demanding to be fed. When I got up, she would go over to her empty food dish, and stand over it and meow, but that was all she ever did. When she was overweight, and I had to strictly measure out LESS than 1/2 cup of food a day, she ate her small amount of food, and would meow to ask for more, but only for a little while. When she got sick, first with hyperthyroidism, and then her other illnesses, She was always SO GOOD about letting me give her her pills. Sometimes, I didn't get them far enough back on her tongue, and she would spit them out. And then she would just sit there, and let me try again. The tapezole was VERY bitter, but she never, EVER even tried to make it hard to give her her medications. I have met many cats. Some are friendlier, and more outgoing than Kenzie was, but I never met a cat with such a sweet disposition. How I miss her, already. My house is so empty. I'm all alone here, now I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^ "Life without cats would be only marginally worth living." -TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico RB kitty, Kenzie. Every day was a treasure with Kenzie; I tried to treat them that way. There would only be so many, and now, there will never, ever, be any more How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven. - Robert Heinlein |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
I don't know what to say I just popped in for a moment before bedtime
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
"ingold1234[at]yahoo[dot]com (Gandalf)" wrote in message ... I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^ I'm so sorry. :*( I'm sure you'll meet up with her in the future.......... |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
Gandalf wrote:
I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong As soon as the vet tech took Kenzie out of the carrier, she said 'Oh oh!', and went and got the vet. I had not noticed that Kenzie's legs were quite stiff when I put her in the carrier: she was too sick to fight me, and I just slid her from the cage, where she had been 'sleeping' on the heating pad, right into the carrier. Every time my car went over a bump on the way to the vet clinic, though, Kenzie let out a cry of pain When the vet came, she said that Kenzie was dying, and right while we were talking, Kenzie started coughing... a 'wet' cough I had never heard before. My vet said Kenzie was suffering, and it was 'time'. She gave me a little time with Kenzie. I don't think Kenzie knew I was there. I kissed the top of her head, like I always loved to, and I scritched both of her ears at the same time, as she always loved me to. Her eyes opened a little, and she seemed to look at me, though she didn't purr Kenzie still had an IV catheter, so it was easy to administer the pink euthanasia solution. Kenzie just went limp, and she left for the Rainbow Bridge. Just like that: Kenzie is gone forever. I cut a little bit of her pretty fur: some white, some orange, and some black fur, and folded it in a piece of paper. I always wished I had done that with Lucky and Blizzard. I will put it into a small glass jar, to help me remember how pretty she was. The vet was VERY upset, and kept apologizing to me, as if it was her fault. I told her that is wasn't, and she said 'I know, I know. It's just so unfair, for this to happen to Kenzie and you. You've taken such good care of her, for so long, and then to have this happen...it's just not fair'. 'Most people don't do anything to take good care of their pets; they feed them cheap food, and never bring them in for check-ups or ANYTHING, and their pets never seem to get sick.' 'It always seem to happen nice people like you, and nice cats, like Kenzie. It's just so unfair.' We talked a little longer, but I can't remember what we said. Finally she said 'I'd like to give you a hug, if you want me to'. And she did. How nice is that? I still have to bury Kenzie I wish I had more pictures of her; I only have one really nice one; she just didn't like to have her picture taken. My sweet calico kitty, Kenzie, whom I loved so very much, is gone. She will never again jump on my lap, while I'm trying to type on my computer, insisting I give her scritches....she NEVER wanted me to stop. She didn't have a single bad habit... not ONE. She asked for attention, but never demanded it. Not once, ever, did she jump up on the kitchen counter, the dining room table, or my computer table. Not once. She never woke me up, demanding to be fed. When I got up, she would go over to her empty food dish, and stand over it and meow, but that was all she ever did. When she was overweight, and I had to strictly measure out LESS than 1/2 cup of food a day, she ate her small amount of food, and would meow to ask for more, but only for a little while. When she got sick, first with hyperthyroidism, and then her other illnesses, She was always SO GOOD about letting me give her her pills. Sometimes, I didn't get them far enough back on her tongue, and she would spit them out. And then she would just sit there, and let me try again. The tapezole was VERY bitter, but she never, EVER even tried to make it hard to give her her medications. I have met many cats. Some are friendlier, and more outgoing than Kenzie was, but I never met a cat with such a sweet disposition. How I miss her, already. My house is so empty. I'm all alone here, now I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie I am so sorry, Gandalf. It's been a real rollercoaster ride of hope and despair, but I was really hoping that she'd get through this. I'm so sorry she had to suffer at all, but at least now she is no longer in pain. I'm really sad that she's gone - there's always been something about Kenzie that touched me. I like almost all cats, but some just *get* to me, and Kenzie was one of them. I will miss her, but I can't imagine how much you are missing her. Purrs for your grief and loneliness. And I know it can be hard to stay on this newsgroup after a devastating loss like this, but I hope you will anyway, because this is a place where you can get company and support, and where people care about what happens to you. Many purrs, Joyce |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
On Oct 23, 1:50*pm, ingold1234[at]yahoo[dot]com (Gandalf) wrote:
I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Don't say that we helped as best we could you don't have to apologise for doing the very best you could for her Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
Gandalf wrote:
I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong As soon as the vet tech took Kenzie out of the carrier, she said 'Oh oh!', and went and got the vet. I had not noticed that Kenzie's legs were quite stiff when I put her in the carrier: she was too sick to fight me, and I just slid her from the cage, where she had been 'sleeping' on the heating pad, right into the carrier. Every time my car went over a bump on the way to the vet clinic, though, Kenzie let out a cry of pain When the vet came, she said that Kenzie was dying, and right while we were talking, Kenzie started coughing... a 'wet' cough I had never heard before. My vet said Kenzie was suffering, and it was 'time'. She gave me a little time with Kenzie. I don't think Kenzie knew I was there. I kissed the top of her head, like I always loved to, and I scritched both of her ears at the same time, as she always loved me to. Her eyes opened a little, and she seemed to look at me, though she didn't purr Kenzie still had an IV catheter, so it was easy to administer the pink euthanasia solution. Kenzie just went limp, and she left for the Rainbow Bridge. Just like that: Kenzie is gone forever. I cut a little bit of her pretty fur: some white, some orange, and some black fur, and folded it in a piece of paper. I always wished I had done that with Lucky and Blizzard. I will put it into a small glass jar, to help me remember how pretty she was. The vet was VERY upset, and kept apologizing to me, as if it was her fault. I told her that is wasn't, and she said 'I know, I know. It's just so unfair, for this to happen to Kenzie and you. You've taken such good care of her, for so long, and then to have this happen...it's just not fair'. 'Most people don't do anything to take good care of their pets; they feed them cheap food, and never bring them in for check-ups or ANYTHING, and their pets never seem to get sick.' 'It always seem to happen nice people like you, and nice cats, like Kenzie. It's just so unfair.' We talked a little longer, but I can't remember what we said. Finally she said 'I'd like to give you a hug, if you want me to'. And she did. How nice is that? I still have to bury Kenzie I wish I had more pictures of her; I only have one really nice one; she just didn't like to have her picture taken. My sweet calico kitty, Kenzie, whom I loved so very much, is gone. She will never again jump on my lap, while I'm trying to type on my computer, insisting I give her scritches....she NEVER wanted me to stop. She didn't have a single bad habit... not ONE. She asked for attention, but never demanded it. Not once, ever, did she jump up on the kitchen counter, the dining room table, or my computer table. Not once. She never woke me up, demanding to be fed. When I got up, she would go over to her empty food dish, and stand over it and meow, but that was all she ever did. When she was overweight, and I had to strictly measure out LESS than 1/2 cup of food a day, she ate her small amount of food, and would meow to ask for more, but only for a little while. When she got sick, first with hyperthyroidism, and then her other illnesses, She was always SO GOOD about letting me give her her pills. Sometimes, I didn't get them far enough back on her tongue, and she would spit them out. And then she would just sit there, and let me try again. The tapezole was VERY bitter, but she never, EVER even tried to make it hard to give her her medications. I have met many cats. Some are friendlier, and more outgoing than Kenzie was, but I never met a cat with such a sweet disposition. How I miss her, already. My house is so empty. I'm all alone here, now I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^ "Life without cats would be only marginally worth living." -TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico RB kitty, Kenzie. Every day was a treasure with Kenzie; I tried to treat them that way. There would only be so many, and now, there will never, ever, be any more How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven. - Robert Heinlein ""....Rise up slowly, Angel...." It's hard to let you go. Heartfelt condolences MLB |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
On Oct 23, 4:15*pm, MLB wrote:
Gandalf wrote: I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong As soon as the vet tech took Kenzie out of the carrier, she said 'Oh oh!', and went and got the vet. I had not noticed that Kenzie's legs were quite stiff when I put her in the carrier: she was too sick to fight me, and I just slid her from the cage, where she had been 'sleeping' on the heating pad, right into the carrier. Every time my car went over a bump on the way to the vet clinic, though, Kenzie let out a cry of pain When the vet came, she said that Kenzie was dying, and right while we were talking, Kenzie started coughing... a 'wet' cough I had never heard before. My vet said Kenzie was suffering, and it was 'time'. She gave me a little time with Kenzie. I don't think Kenzie knew I was there. I kissed the top of her head, like I always loved to, and I scritched both of her ears at the same time, as she always loved me to. Her eyes opened a little, and she seemed to look at me, though she didn't purr Kenzie still had an IV catheter, so it was easy to administer the pink euthanasia solution. Kenzie just went limp, and she left for the Rainbow Bridge. Just like that: Kenzie is gone forever. I cut a little bit of her pretty fur: some white, some orange, and *some black fur, and folded it in a piece of paper. I always wished I had done that with Lucky and Blizzard. I will put it into a small glass jar, to help me remember how pretty she was. The vet was VERY upset, and kept apologizing to me, as if it was her fault. I told her that is wasn't, and she said 'I know, I know. It's just so unfair, for this to happen to Kenzie and you. You've taken such good care of her, for so long, and then to have this happen...it's just not fair'. 'Most people don't do anything to take good care of their pets; they feed them cheap food, and never bring them in for check-ups or ANYTHING, and their pets never seem to get sick.' 'It always seem to happen nice people like you, and nice cats, like Kenzie. It's just so unfair.' We talked a little longer, but I can't remember what we said. Finally she said 'I'd like to give you a hug, if you want me to'. And she did. How nice is that? I still have to bury Kenzie I wish I had more pictures of her; I only have one really nice one; she just didn't like to have her picture taken. My sweet calico kitty, Kenzie, whom I loved so very much, is gone. She will never again jump on my lap, while I'm trying to type on my computer, insisting I give her scritches....she NEVER wanted me to stop.. She didn't have a single bad habit... not ONE. She asked for attention, but never demanded it. Not once, ever, did she jump up on the kitchen counter, the dining room table, or my computer table. Not once. She never woke me up, demanding to be fed. When I got up, she would go over to her empty food dish, and stand over it and meow, but that was all she ever did. When she was overweight, and I had to strictly measure out LESS than 1/2 cup of food a day, she ate her small amount of food, and would meow to ask for more, but only for a little while. When she got sick, first with hyperthyroidism, and then her other illnesses, She was always SO GOOD about letting me give her her pills. Sometimes, I didn't get them far enough back on her tongue, and she would spit them out. And then she would just sit there, and let me try again. The tapezole was VERY bitter, but she never, EVER even tried to make it hard to give her her medications. I have met many cats. Some are friendlier, and more outgoing than Kenzie was, but I never met a cat with such a sweet disposition. How I miss her, already. My house is so empty. I'm all alone here, now I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie ~~~~~~~~~~~~ *^..^ * * "Life without cats would be only marginally worth living." -TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico RB kitty, Kenzie. Every day was a treasure with Kenzie; I tried to treat them that way. There would only be so many, and now, there will never, ever, be any more How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.. - Robert Heinlein ""....Rise up slowly, Angel...." It's hard to let you go. Heartfelt condolences * MLB- Hide quoted text - - Show quoted text - What MLB said. It is so very, very hard. I am so sorry. Sherry |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
In article ,
ingold1234[at]yahoo[dot]com (Gandalf) wrote: I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong [gently trimmed] I'm so, so sorry. You gave her the best life that anyone could have, and she knows that. Love crosses all boundaries, even death, even when it hurts so much you can hardly breathe. When you need a new companion (and you may not feel ready at the time) I'm certain that Kenzie will send you someone who needs you too. Play hard at the Bridge, Kenzie. You will be (and already are) dearly missed here. Could someone post the address and number of the vet clinic again, so I (and anyone else) might be able to send a thank you for their valiant efforts to save an angel in cat form? -- minnow ^..^ http://twitter.com/taheenahana http://www.flickr.com/photos/minnow/ |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
On 24/10/2010 7:50 AM, Gandalf wrote:
I thought Kenzie was doing better. I was wrong As soon as the vet tech took Kenzie out of the carrier, she said 'Oh oh!', and went and got the vet. I had not noticed that Kenzie's legs were quite stiff when I put her in the carrier: she was too sick to fight me, and I just slid her from the cage, where she had been 'sleeping' on the heating pad, right into the carrier. Every time my car went over a bump on the way to the vet clinic, though, Kenzie let out a cry of pain When the vet came, she said that Kenzie was dying, and right while we were talking, Kenzie started coughing... a 'wet' cough I had never heard before. My vet said Kenzie was suffering, and it was 'time'. She gave me a little time with Kenzie. I don't think Kenzie knew I was there. I kissed the top of her head, like I always loved to, and I scritched both of her ears at the same time, as she always loved me to. Her eyes opened a little, and she seemed to look at me, though she didn't purr Kenzie still had an IV catheter, so it was easy to administer the pink euthanasia solution. Kenzie just went limp, and she left for the Rainbow Bridge. Just like that: Kenzie is gone forever. I cut a little bit of her pretty fur: some white, some orange, and some black fur, and folded it in a piece of paper. I always wished I had done that with Lucky and Blizzard. I will put it into a small glass jar, to help me remember how pretty she was. The vet was VERY upset, and kept apologizing to me, as if it was her fault. I told her that is wasn't, and she said 'I know, I know. It's just so unfair, for this to happen to Kenzie and you. You've taken such good care of her, for so long, and then to have this happen...it's just not fair'. 'Most people don't do anything to take good care of their pets; they feed them cheap food, and never bring them in for check-ups or ANYTHING, and their pets never seem to get sick.' 'It always seem to happen nice people like you, and nice cats, like Kenzie. It's just so unfair.' We talked a little longer, but I can't remember what we said. Finally she said 'I'd like to give you a hug, if you want me to'. And she did. How nice is that? I still have to bury Kenzie I wish I had more pictures of her; I only have one really nice one; she just didn't like to have her picture taken. My sweet calico kitty, Kenzie, whom I loved so very much, is gone. She will never again jump on my lap, while I'm trying to type on my computer, insisting I give her scritches....she NEVER wanted me to stop. She didn't have a single bad habit... not ONE. She asked for attention, but never demanded it. Not once, ever, did she jump up on the kitchen counter, the dining room table, or my computer table. Not once. She never woke me up, demanding to be fed. When I got up, she would go over to her empty food dish, and stand over it and meow, but that was all she ever did. When she was overweight, and I had to strictly measure out LESS than 1/2 cup of food a day, she ate her small amount of food, and would meow to ask for more, but only for a little while. When she got sick, first with hyperthyroidism, and then her other illnesses, She was always SO GOOD about letting me give her her pills. Sometimes, I didn't get them far enough back on her tongue, and she would spit them out. And then she would just sit there, and let me try again. The tapezole was VERY bitter, but she never, EVER even tried to make it hard to give her her medications. I have met many cats. Some are friendlier, and more outgoing than Kenzie was, but I never met a cat with such a sweet disposition. How I miss her, already. My house is so empty. I'm all alone here, now I want to thank all of my friends on RPCA who donated so much of their hard earned money, to help me try to save her. I'm so sorry it didn't work. Rest in peace at the Bridge, sweet Kenzie Rest in peace Kenzie. Go to the Bridge, knowing that you had the love of many many people on this small blue green planet, although none loves you more than your Paw. Purrs for your broken heart, Gandalf. I'm really really sorry. Yowie |
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Kenzie at RB, 1995 - Oct 23, 2010
I am just a lurker here, but i have tears in my eyes reading about poor
Kenzie.... I had hoped she would get better.... I hope your pain will ease and you will remember all the good memories of her..... |
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