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Penelope Marie Shirk RB (long)
Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia.
She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. For those who are unfamiliar with Penny's story. We found her shivering and starving on the wood pile stacked on our front patio in September 2001. A dilute calico, she looked ragged and messy, each color of fur was a different length and texture. We didn't think that she'd make it, but with a lot of babying and TLC she started gaining weight, a lot of it. Her babies were born on October 11, 2001. Penny chose to have them under a corner stand in the living room where Mike was laying on a sofa while recovering from a cold. Mike was honored that Penny trusted him that much and always felt very protective towards Penny and her kittens, especially Pinky, the first kitten he'd ever seen born. Pinky, was white with yellow siamese markings, followed by Brekka (a brown tabby), Lessa (a gray tabby), and Midnight Louise (a black with faint charcoal tabby markings). Penny was a great meowmie. She protected the kittens from everyone, but let Rob and I kitten sit whenever she wanted a bit of time to herself. As the kittens grew, she gradually let all of the family members take part in their care and upbringing, except for Pine Cone, whom she regarded as a BAD CAT and would attack whenever he came within five feet of a kitten. I can honestly say that Penny was the only cat that Pine Cone had a healthy respect for and left alone. Penny's kitten period was a mercifully short and memorable time for us all. They were adopted out through "The Haven" a local no-kill animal shelter and sanctuary, that we volunteered at. We brought them in on a Saturday morning and Midnight Louise was adopted before 2:00 pm that afternoon. Penny came home with us. The Haven sponsers a free kitten check. It was discovered at that those kitten checks that two of the kittens tested positive for Feline Leukemia. Penny also tested positive. We didn't have the money to test all of the cats, but the members of this group, lead by Pam Hazelton (among others) donated enough money to test all of the cats (all negative, thank Bast) and put money in Penny's doctor's fund. Over the following years those funds, plus whatever I could add to the fund paid for Penny's TED visits, shots, and even took care of a stray calico that needed help with excess fleas and a well check visit before going to her new home. In other words, Penny was the second benefactor (the first was Waffles SFAIK) of the generosity and love of this group. That generosity is going on to this day with the case of Grayness. I know I've said thanks to you all, but I can never say it enough. Penny, freed of her burden as meowmie and protector of kitten morals, took into the singles life with a vengeance. She made up with Pine Cone and the two of them would race through the house, terrorize the older cats, and lead Merlin into adventures his poor gentle soul never thought of. Penny and Pine Cone had a great time. Penny was a love sponge. She loved to snuggle against us with her head tucked in either our elbow or arm pit, while we stroked and scritched her. Her fur grew in and smoothed out into luxuriant swaths of blended colors. There was usually a confused look in her eyes, like she couldn't understand why anyone would want to take her in. She loved being part of whatever we did and was my most dedicated computer cat. She often snuggled in my left arm while I typed slowly with my right hand. I'm ashamed to admit that I often found this a nuisance and would put her down after a while. Penny didn't seem to mind though. She was patient with us lesser beings. She had enough love to go around. When Rob's parents were visiting after his brain surgery, Penny decided that Rob's mom needed her and spent an entire afternoon on Mom's lap loving and getting love. Like all of our animals, Penny adored her. She wasn't as thrilled with males, except for Rob and Adam, until he insulted her and played too rough. Things continued on in this manner even as more cats came and went in our house. We adopted out a bunch of cats, took in four more, and lost Rascal, a cranky old Tabby that didn't appreciate the youngsters senses of humor. Penny and Pine Cone had a ball. They taught the youngsters how not to behave and had fun doing it. This spring we noticed a difference in Penny. She slowed down, wasn't interested in playing with the rest of the cats and just wanted to rest. In the last couple of weeks, she ate, but was still losing weight. A trip to TED confirmed what we'd expected, the Leukemia was finally winning. Last night Penny was panting a little, but didn't seem in pain. I told her that we love her and that it was ok to go. She took my words to heart and waited until after Rob went to sleep at 3 am before leaving us. I will miss my sweet like Pennepede. She was always there when I needed her, understood our moods and was willing to give us stupid hoomins lessons in life and love. Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying |
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Oh Pam, I'm so so sorry. *tears* It's hard to loose those that have
weaselled in our hearts so well. I'll light a candle tonight for Penny's passing. Purrs and prayers for you, and scritches for the gang, I know they're hurting just as much. Grace "Tanada" wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. For those who are unfamiliar with Penny's story. We found her shivering and starving on the wood pile stacked on our front patio in September 2001. A dilute calico, she looked ragged and messy, each color of fur was a different length and texture. We didn't think that she'd make it, but with a lot of babying and TLC she started gaining weight, a lot of it. Her babies were born on October 11, 2001. Penny chose to have them under a corner stand in the living room where Mike was laying on a sofa while recovering from a cold. Mike was honored that Penny trusted him that much and always felt very protective towards Penny and her kittens, especially Pinky, the first kitten he'd ever seen born. Pinky, was white with yellow siamese markings, followed by Brekka (a brown tabby), Lessa (a gray tabby), and Midnight Louise (a black with faint charcoal tabby markings). Penny was a great meowmie. She protected the kittens from everyone, but let Rob and I kitten sit whenever she wanted a bit of time to herself. As the kittens grew, she gradually let all of the family members take part in their care and upbringing, except for Pine Cone, whom she regarded as a BAD CAT and would attack whenever he came within five feet of a kitten. I can honestly say that Penny was the only cat that Pine Cone had a healthy respect for and left alone. Penny's kitten period was a mercifully short and memorable time for us all. They were adopted out through "The Haven" a local no-kill animal shelter and sanctuary, that we volunteered at. We brought them in on a Saturday morning and Midnight Louise was adopted before 2:00 pm that afternoon. Penny came home with us. The Haven sponsers a free kitten check. It was discovered at that those kitten checks that two of the kittens tested positive for Feline Leukemia. Penny also tested positive. We didn't have the money to test all of the cats, but the members of this group, lead by Pam Hazelton (among others) donated enough money to test all of the cats (all negative, thank Bast) and put money in Penny's doctor's fund. Over the following years those funds, plus whatever I could add to the fund paid for Penny's TED visits, shots, and even took care of a stray calico that needed help with excess fleas and a well check visit before going to her new home. In other words, Penny was the second benefactor (the first was Waffles SFAIK) of the generosity and love of this group. That generosity is going on to this day with the case of Grayness. I know I've said thanks to you all, but I can never say it enough. Penny, freed of her burden as meowmie and protector of kitten morals, took into the singles life with a vengeance. She made up with Pine Cone and the two of them would race through the house, terrorize the older cats, and lead Merlin into adventures his poor gentle soul never thought of. Penny and Pine Cone had a great time. Penny was a love sponge. She loved to snuggle against us with her head tucked in either our elbow or arm pit, while we stroked and scritched her. Her fur grew in and smoothed out into luxuriant swaths of blended colors. There was usually a confused look in her eyes, like she couldn't understand why anyone would want to take her in. She loved being part of whatever we did and was my most dedicated computer cat. She often snuggled in my left arm while I typed slowly with my right hand. I'm ashamed to admit that I often found this a nuisance and would put her down after a while. Penny didn't seem to mind though. She was patient with us lesser beings. She had enough love to go around. When Rob's parents were visiting after his brain surgery, Penny decided that Rob's mom needed her and spent an entire afternoon on Mom's lap loving and getting love. Like all of our animals, Penny adored her. She wasn't as thrilled with males, except for Rob and Adam, until he insulted her and played too rough. Things continued on in this manner even as more cats came and went in our house. We adopted out a bunch of cats, took in four more, and lost Rascal, a cranky old Tabby that didn't appreciate the youngsters senses of humor. Penny and Pine Cone had a ball. They taught the youngsters how not to behave and had fun doing it. This spring we noticed a difference in Penny. She slowed down, wasn't interested in playing with the rest of the cats and just wanted to rest. In the last couple of weeks, she ate, but was still losing weight. A trip to TED confirmed what we'd expected, the Leukemia was finally winning. Last night Penny was panting a little, but didn't seem in pain. I told her that we love her and that it was ok to go. She took my words to heart and waited until after Rob went to sleep at 3 am before leaving us. I will miss my sweet like Pennepede. She was always there when I needed her, understood our moods and was willing to give us stupid hoomins lessons in life and love. Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying |
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Oh Pam, I'm so so sorry. *tears* It's hard to loose those that have
weaselled in our hearts so well. I'll light a candle tonight for Penny's passing. Purrs and prayers for you, and scritches for the gang, I know they're hurting just as much. Grace "Tanada" wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. For those who are unfamiliar with Penny's story. We found her shivering and starving on the wood pile stacked on our front patio in September 2001. A dilute calico, she looked ragged and messy, each color of fur was a different length and texture. We didn't think that she'd make it, but with a lot of babying and TLC she started gaining weight, a lot of it. Her babies were born on October 11, 2001. Penny chose to have them under a corner stand in the living room where Mike was laying on a sofa while recovering from a cold. Mike was honored that Penny trusted him that much and always felt very protective towards Penny and her kittens, especially Pinky, the first kitten he'd ever seen born. Pinky, was white with yellow siamese markings, followed by Brekka (a brown tabby), Lessa (a gray tabby), and Midnight Louise (a black with faint charcoal tabby markings). Penny was a great meowmie. She protected the kittens from everyone, but let Rob and I kitten sit whenever she wanted a bit of time to herself. As the kittens grew, she gradually let all of the family members take part in their care and upbringing, except for Pine Cone, whom she regarded as a BAD CAT and would attack whenever he came within five feet of a kitten. I can honestly say that Penny was the only cat that Pine Cone had a healthy respect for and left alone. Penny's kitten period was a mercifully short and memorable time for us all. They were adopted out through "The Haven" a local no-kill animal shelter and sanctuary, that we volunteered at. We brought them in on a Saturday morning and Midnight Louise was adopted before 2:00 pm that afternoon. Penny came home with us. The Haven sponsers a free kitten check. It was discovered at that those kitten checks that two of the kittens tested positive for Feline Leukemia. Penny also tested positive. We didn't have the money to test all of the cats, but the members of this group, lead by Pam Hazelton (among others) donated enough money to test all of the cats (all negative, thank Bast) and put money in Penny's doctor's fund. Over the following years those funds, plus whatever I could add to the fund paid for Penny's TED visits, shots, and even took care of a stray calico that needed help with excess fleas and a well check visit before going to her new home. In other words, Penny was the second benefactor (the first was Waffles SFAIK) of the generosity and love of this group. That generosity is going on to this day with the case of Grayness. I know I've said thanks to you all, but I can never say it enough. Penny, freed of her burden as meowmie and protector of kitten morals, took into the singles life with a vengeance. She made up with Pine Cone and the two of them would race through the house, terrorize the older cats, and lead Merlin into adventures his poor gentle soul never thought of. Penny and Pine Cone had a great time. Penny was a love sponge. She loved to snuggle against us with her head tucked in either our elbow or arm pit, while we stroked and scritched her. Her fur grew in and smoothed out into luxuriant swaths of blended colors. There was usually a confused look in her eyes, like she couldn't understand why anyone would want to take her in. She loved being part of whatever we did and was my most dedicated computer cat. She often snuggled in my left arm while I typed slowly with my right hand. I'm ashamed to admit that I often found this a nuisance and would put her down after a while. Penny didn't seem to mind though. She was patient with us lesser beings. She had enough love to go around. When Rob's parents were visiting after his brain surgery, Penny decided that Rob's mom needed her and spent an entire afternoon on Mom's lap loving and getting love. Like all of our animals, Penny adored her. She wasn't as thrilled with males, except for Rob and Adam, until he insulted her and played too rough. Things continued on in this manner even as more cats came and went in our house. We adopted out a bunch of cats, took in four more, and lost Rascal, a cranky old Tabby that didn't appreciate the youngsters senses of humor. Penny and Pine Cone had a ball. They taught the youngsters how not to behave and had fun doing it. This spring we noticed a difference in Penny. She slowed down, wasn't interested in playing with the rest of the cats and just wanted to rest. In the last couple of weeks, she ate, but was still losing weight. A trip to TED confirmed what we'd expected, the Leukemia was finally winning. Last night Penny was panting a little, but didn't seem in pain. I told her that we love her and that it was ok to go. She took my words to heart and waited until after Rob went to sleep at 3 am before leaving us. I will miss my sweet like Pennepede. She was always there when I needed her, understood our moods and was willing to give us stupid hoomins lessons in life and love. Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying |
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Tanada wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. snip beautifully told story ... Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying Pam, thank you for looking after her. Jeanette (crying too) |
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Tanada wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. snip beautifully told story ... Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying Pam, thank you for looking after her. Jeanette (crying too) |
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"Tanada" wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. Pam S. crying Oh, Pam, I am so sorry. This is a beautiful, loving tribute to Penny. You had me in tears, too. MaryL |
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"Tanada" wrote in message ink.net... Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. Pam S. crying Oh, Pam, I am so sorry. This is a beautiful, loving tribute to Penny. You had me in tears, too. MaryL |
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On Sat, 08 May 2004 21:02:34 GMT, Tanada
yodeled: Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. For those who are unfamiliar with Penny's story. We found her shivering and starving on the wood pile stacked on our front patio in September 2001. A dilute calico, she looked ragged and messy, each color of fur was a different length and texture. We didn't think that she'd make it, but with a lot of babying and TLC she started gaining weight, a lot of it. Her babies were born on October 11, 2001. Penny chose to have them under a corner stand in the living room where Mike was laying on a sofa while recovering from a cold. Mike was honored that Penny trusted him that much and always felt very protective towards Penny and her kittens, especially Pinky, the first kitten he'd ever seen born. Pinky, was white with yellow siamese markings, followed by Brekka (a brown tabby), Lessa (a gray tabby), and Midnight Louise (a black with faint charcoal tabby markings). Penny was a great meowmie. She protected the kittens from everyone, but let Rob and I kitten sit whenever she wanted a bit of time to herself. As the kittens grew, she gradually let all of the family members take part in their care and upbringing, except for Pine Cone, whom she regarded as a BAD CAT and would attack whenever he came within five feet of a kitten. I can honestly say that Penny was the only cat that Pine Cone had a healthy respect for and left alone. Penny's kitten period was a mercifully short and memorable time for us all. They were adopted out through "The Haven" a local no-kill animal shelter and sanctuary, that we volunteered at. We brought them in on a Saturday morning and Midnight Louise was adopted before 2:00 pm that afternoon. Penny came home with us. The Haven sponsers a free kitten check. It was discovered at that those kitten checks that two of the kittens tested positive for Feline Leukemia. Penny also tested positive. We didn't have the money to test all of the cats, but the members of this group, lead by Pam Hazelton (among others) donated enough money to test all of the cats (all negative, thank Bast) and put money in Penny's doctor's fund. Over the following years those funds, plus whatever I could add to the fund paid for Penny's TED visits, shots, and even took care of a stray calico that needed help with excess fleas and a well check visit before going to her new home. In other words, Penny was the second benefactor (the first was Waffles SFAIK) of the generosity and love of this group. That generosity is going on to this day with the case of Grayness. I know I've said thanks to you all, but I can never say it enough. Penny, freed of her burden as meowmie and protector of kitten morals, took into the singles life with a vengeance. She made up with Pine Cone and the two of them would race through the house, terrorize the older cats, and lead Merlin into adventures his poor gentle soul never thought of. Penny and Pine Cone had a great time. Penny was a love sponge. She loved to snuggle against us with her head tucked in either our elbow or arm pit, while we stroked and scritched her. Her fur grew in and smoothed out into luxuriant swaths of blended colors. There was usually a confused look in her eyes, like she couldn't understand why anyone would want to take her in. She loved being part of whatever we did and was my most dedicated computer cat. She often snuggled in my left arm while I typed slowly with my right hand. I'm ashamed to admit that I often found this a nuisance and would put her down after a while. Penny didn't seem to mind though. She was patient with us lesser beings. She had enough love to go around. When Rob's parents were visiting after his brain surgery, Penny decided that Rob's mom needed her and spent an entire afternoon on Mom's lap loving and getting love. Like all of our animals, Penny adored her. She wasn't as thrilled with males, except for Rob and Adam, until he insulted her and played too rough. Things continued on in this manner even as more cats came and went in our house. We adopted out a bunch of cats, took in four more, and lost Rascal, a cranky old Tabby that didn't appreciate the youngsters senses of humor. Penny and Pine Cone had a ball. They taught the youngsters how not to behave and had fun doing it. This spring we noticed a difference in Penny. She slowed down, wasn't interested in playing with the rest of the cats and just wanted to rest. In the last couple of weeks, she ate, but was still losing weight. A trip to TED confirmed what we'd expected, the Leukemia was finally winning. Last night Penny was panting a little, but didn't seem in pain. I told her that we love her and that it was ok to go. She took my words to heart and waited until after Rob went to sleep at 3 am before leaving us. I will miss my sweet like Pennepede. She was always there when I needed her, understood our moods and was willing to give us stupid hoomins lessons in life and love. Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying Bless you for giving her such a wonderful life. Theresa alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful. (Aldous Huxley) |
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On Sat, 08 May 2004 21:02:34 GMT, Tanada
yodeled: Miss Penelope Marie Shirk died early this morning from her Leukemia. She was about four years old and should have lived to be more than twenty. For those who are unfamiliar with Penny's story. We found her shivering and starving on the wood pile stacked on our front patio in September 2001. A dilute calico, she looked ragged and messy, each color of fur was a different length and texture. We didn't think that she'd make it, but with a lot of babying and TLC she started gaining weight, a lot of it. Her babies were born on October 11, 2001. Penny chose to have them under a corner stand in the living room where Mike was laying on a sofa while recovering from a cold. Mike was honored that Penny trusted him that much and always felt very protective towards Penny and her kittens, especially Pinky, the first kitten he'd ever seen born. Pinky, was white with yellow siamese markings, followed by Brekka (a brown tabby), Lessa (a gray tabby), and Midnight Louise (a black with faint charcoal tabby markings). Penny was a great meowmie. She protected the kittens from everyone, but let Rob and I kitten sit whenever she wanted a bit of time to herself. As the kittens grew, she gradually let all of the family members take part in their care and upbringing, except for Pine Cone, whom she regarded as a BAD CAT and would attack whenever he came within five feet of a kitten. I can honestly say that Penny was the only cat that Pine Cone had a healthy respect for and left alone. Penny's kitten period was a mercifully short and memorable time for us all. They were adopted out through "The Haven" a local no-kill animal shelter and sanctuary, that we volunteered at. We brought them in on a Saturday morning and Midnight Louise was adopted before 2:00 pm that afternoon. Penny came home with us. The Haven sponsers a free kitten check. It was discovered at that those kitten checks that two of the kittens tested positive for Feline Leukemia. Penny also tested positive. We didn't have the money to test all of the cats, but the members of this group, lead by Pam Hazelton (among others) donated enough money to test all of the cats (all negative, thank Bast) and put money in Penny's doctor's fund. Over the following years those funds, plus whatever I could add to the fund paid for Penny's TED visits, shots, and even took care of a stray calico that needed help with excess fleas and a well check visit before going to her new home. In other words, Penny was the second benefactor (the first was Waffles SFAIK) of the generosity and love of this group. That generosity is going on to this day with the case of Grayness. I know I've said thanks to you all, but I can never say it enough. Penny, freed of her burden as meowmie and protector of kitten morals, took into the singles life with a vengeance. She made up with Pine Cone and the two of them would race through the house, terrorize the older cats, and lead Merlin into adventures his poor gentle soul never thought of. Penny and Pine Cone had a great time. Penny was a love sponge. She loved to snuggle against us with her head tucked in either our elbow or arm pit, while we stroked and scritched her. Her fur grew in and smoothed out into luxuriant swaths of blended colors. There was usually a confused look in her eyes, like she couldn't understand why anyone would want to take her in. She loved being part of whatever we did and was my most dedicated computer cat. She often snuggled in my left arm while I typed slowly with my right hand. I'm ashamed to admit that I often found this a nuisance and would put her down after a while. Penny didn't seem to mind though. She was patient with us lesser beings. She had enough love to go around. When Rob's parents were visiting after his brain surgery, Penny decided that Rob's mom needed her and spent an entire afternoon on Mom's lap loving and getting love. Like all of our animals, Penny adored her. She wasn't as thrilled with males, except for Rob and Adam, until he insulted her and played too rough. Things continued on in this manner even as more cats came and went in our house. We adopted out a bunch of cats, took in four more, and lost Rascal, a cranky old Tabby that didn't appreciate the youngsters senses of humor. Penny and Pine Cone had a ball. They taught the youngsters how not to behave and had fun doing it. This spring we noticed a difference in Penny. She slowed down, wasn't interested in playing with the rest of the cats and just wanted to rest. In the last couple of weeks, she ate, but was still losing weight. A trip to TED confirmed what we'd expected, the Leukemia was finally winning. Last night Penny was panting a little, but didn't seem in pain. I told her that we love her and that it was ok to go. She took my words to heart and waited until after Rob went to sleep at 3 am before leaving us. I will miss my sweet like Pennepede. She was always there when I needed her, understood our moods and was willing to give us stupid hoomins lessons in life and love. Penelope Marie Shirk 2001-2004 a short life and, we hope, a happy one. I will always miss you. Pam S. crying Bless you for giving her such a wonderful life. Theresa alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful. (Aldous Huxley) |
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*tears*
Thank you for taking Penny in and giving her a good life, however long it was. We'll light a candle for her tonight. Jeanne Hedge, as directed by Natasha http://www.jhedge.com |
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