September 13th 2011 6:42 pm
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I have started to eat again and drink water. I'm not eating a lot nut enough according to Grandpa. Mom thinks The meds have kicked in finally. Plus all the purrs and whimpers probably helped too.
Got to tell you a story. Mom wrote a pmail to a friend offering our door step for their broken hearted stories and rants of stress. They have a very sick kitty Max who the vets have no idea what is wrong with him. He is 3 years old and fighting for his life. She was telling his Mom a story about the other day and decided to share it with everybody.
Zach, my cat brother and Zoe my cat sister are having pirate ships manned by catster cats. Boy pirates against girl pirates. They say so far it's been really fun. Both of them have gotten new friends from kitties reading diaries by kitties who are signed up as pirates. Well, Zach has a new friend named Bear. And Bear wrote him a simple pirate question and added that they were purring for me. This was Sun night.Remeber at this time they were really thinking I wasn't going to get better. Now, Mom wrote back but she didn't just write back about pirate week, she bleed her heart out to this poor kitty. It was a release, a good feeling release.
Mom thought after she wrote all this about me she thought... Dang I need to erase this but for some reason she didn't Instead she apologized for dumping her broken heart on their door step. Remember, this is a brand new, as of the day before catster friend. Mom believes in fate and she really believed there was a reason for writing out this sad story out to a stranger. She believes there's always a reason why things happen. You might not understand it now but chances are you will sometime. Dad believes you make your own fate. Opposites attract!
Well, Bear wrote back. Turns out they had just went through this earlier in the year. And this was their reply...
Said "We lost our sisfur Onyx in April. The wounds are still fresh. Mom knows the pain of trying to decide whether to hold on or let go. Our purrs and prayers are with you whatever you decide, and our love surrounds Tux. We don't need to know you well to offer that, and we wish we could do more."
We don't need to know you well to offer you that. Wow! All of a sudden Mom didn't feel alone in her grief. (she has her family and dad but she still felt alone) It donged on Mom she really is at the right place for her. She doesn't get into other websites but this is why she stays here. The love you feel from other furbaby fanatics is so comforting in times of sadness and so fun during the good times.
Thank You all for the comforting comments and the helpful ideas that have been offered. Samantha take care of Tigger, we do love him so. Besides, he's got to sail out with Zach Thur.
Animal lovers have big hearts and it shows...love you all.
Glad you are eating again. Sending big hugs your way!
HAPPY NEWS, HAPPY NEWS!!! Youse eatin 'gain. Glad youse feelin better, Tux.
I knows alla 'bout the cat/pirate stuffs--Ingen telled me. As fur our furriends on Dogster/Catster--DEY'S DA BESTES'! Mama LUFF talkin 'bout us but alla her friends & peeple family is tired of hearin 'bout us. Dey say mama gotsa "get a life". Mama gotsa life-she gots US.
Lil Bear, Mom gets the same reaction too! Dad will look at her and go "addicted aren't you" Mom does have one friend at work how doesn't even have pets but he has three little ones and he is always asking Mom whats your furbabys up to these days. When he asks that Mom knows he's talking about on Catster and Dogster. She told him just today about the pirate stuff.
Mom says she likes being a Catster and Dogster shutin.
It's Tigger again, writing to you via Samantha. You don't know how very happy we are that you are eating and drinking again! Our prayers were answered that you would have some more time with your loving family. No matter how long, take it one day at a time my friend, that is what my family and I are doing.
I love you too,
P.S. Thank you ever so much for the diamond for my page and the kind words...they mean so much!