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Mabel's story (long)
Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a
lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. Eventually they took Emily and Jazmin home, we became firm friend, visiting each other often. Sometime later (probably a year) I got a phone call from a very distraught man, I couldn't make head nor tail of what he was saying but manage to gather that his cat had been in an accident, it was Dave, the love of his life had been hit by a car and killed, he was crying I was crying, there was almost a divorce in his family as he blamed Joan, I tried to calm him down and then I couldn't believe what I was saying but said would you like Mabel, really, would you give her to me, I feel better already. Then I fretted had I done the right thing, I had not intended for her to leave but felt compelled to help ease his pain. I wanted her to have another litter (she had only had the one) so next day I rang and spoke to both Joan and Dave, asked how would they feel if I mated Mabel before they picked her up, they could bring the kittens up until they were weaned, they could also have their choice from the litter, both were over the moon at the prospect. Fast forward a few years - Mabel had been sick on and off, throwing up for no apparent reason, they had tests done, went to different vets, they were very good cat slaves tried different foods with limited success, it all came to a head 5 weeks ago when she had another bout of illness, was hospitalised for 13 days, more tests then an operation, at this time Dave was also in and out of hospital, everytime Joan visited him he would ask about "his" girl. This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois -- http://zeotropeburmese.kiwiwebhost.net.nz Burmese are like potato chips, you can't just have one! |
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Mabel's story (long)
"Lois" wrote in message
Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois Many purrs and prayers. This is a heart rending decision, and Mabel and her devoted slaves are very much in my thoughts, as are you. Helen M -- Posted via Mailgate.ORG Server - http://www.Mailgate.ORG |
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Mabel's story (long)
"Helen Miles" wrote in message
news:9e2d6cffd7cb23a1f33d45f85c2f0d36.76411@mygate .mailgate.org... "Lois" wrote in message Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois Many purrs and prayers. This is a heart rending decision, and Mabel and her devoted slaves are very much in my thoughts, as are you. *sniff*. Purrs & prayers for both Mabel, and htat hearts that are breaking because of their love for her. Yowie |
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Mabel's story (long)
Lois wrote:
snip My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois How terribly sad :-( Purrs for Dave and Joan, and all who loved Mabel. I will light a candle for her. -- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera) Cats leave pawprints on your heart. http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk |
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Mabel's story (long)
On Thu, 24 Aug 2006 22:05:13 +1200, "Lois" yodeled:
Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. Eventually they took Emily and Jazmin home, we became firm friend, visiting each other often. Sometime later (probably a year) I got a phone call from a very distraught man, I couldn't make head nor tail of what he was saying but manage to gather that his cat had been in an accident, it was Dave, the love of his life had been hit by a car and killed, he was crying I was crying, there was almost a divorce in his family as he blamed Joan, I tried to calm him down and then I couldn't believe what I was saying but said would you like Mabel, really, would you give her to me, I feel better already. Then I fretted had I done the right thing, I had not intended for her to leave but felt compelled to help ease his pain. I wanted her to have another litter (she had only had the one) so next day I rang and spoke to both Joan and Dave, asked how would they feel if I mated Mabel before they picked her up, they could bring the kittens up until they were weaned, they could also have their choice from the litter, both were over the moon at the prospect. Fast forward a few years - Mabel had been sick on and off, throwing up for no apparent reason, they had tests done, went to different vets, they were very good cat slaves tried different foods with limited success, it all came to a head 5 weeks ago when she had another bout of illness, was hospitalised for 13 days, more tests then an operation, at this time Dave was also in and out of hospital, everytime Joan visited him he would ask about "his" girl. This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois Purrs for Mabel. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh Make Levees, Not War |
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OH how sad Purrs for them all. Purrs for Dave. How will he recover from
the operation? ((((((((((((((((((hugs)))))))))))))to them all. "Lois" wrote in message ... Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. Eventually they took Emily and Jazmin home, we became firm friend, visiting each other often. Sometime later (probably a year) I got a phone call from a very distraught man, I couldn't make head nor tail of what he was saying but manage to gather that his cat had been in an accident, it was Dave, the love of his life had been hit by a car and killed, he was crying I was crying, there was almost a divorce in his family as he blamed Joan, I tried to calm him down and then I couldn't believe what I was saying but said would you like Mabel, really, would you give her to me, I feel better already. Then I fretted had I done the right thing, I had not intended for her to leave but felt compelled to help ease his pain. I wanted her to have another litter (she had only had the one) so next day I rang and spoke to both Joan and Dave, asked how would they feel if I mated Mabel before they picked her up, they could bring the kittens up until they were weaned, they could also have their choice from the litter, both were over the moon at the prospect. Fast forward a few years - Mabel had been sick on and off, throwing up for no apparent reason, they had tests done, went to different vets, they were very good cat slaves tried different foods with limited success, it all came to a head 5 weeks ago when she had another bout of illness, was hospitalised for 13 days, more tests then an operation, at this time Dave was also in and out of hospital, everytime Joan visited him he would ask about "his" girl. This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois -- http://zeotropeburmese.kiwiwebhost.net.nz Burmese are like potato chips, you can't just have one! |
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Lois wrote: This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois Purrs and gentle headbutts on the way for Mabel, Joan and especially Dave. We'll light a candle tonight to help guide Mabel on her journey. Purrs for you as well, Lois. Julie, Hobbes, Lacey, Sam and Barnabus |
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Purrs for Mabel, and for Dave and Joan.
Joy "Lois" wrote in message ... Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. Eventually they took Emily and Jazmin home, we became firm friend, visiting each other often. Sometime later (probably a year) I got a phone call from a very distraught man, I couldn't make head nor tail of what he was saying but manage to gather that his cat had been in an accident, it was Dave, the love of his life had been hit by a car and killed, he was crying I was crying, there was almost a divorce in his family as he blamed Joan, I tried to calm him down and then I couldn't believe what I was saying but said would you like Mabel, really, would you give her to me, I feel better already. Then I fretted had I done the right thing, I had not intended for her to leave but felt compelled to help ease his pain. I wanted her to have another litter (she had only had the one) so next day I rang and spoke to both Joan and Dave, asked how would they feel if I mated Mabel before they picked her up, they could bring the kittens up until they were weaned, they could also have their choice from the litter, both were over the moon at the prospect. Fast forward a few years - Mabel had been sick on and off, throwing up for no apparent reason, they had tests done, went to different vets, they were very good cat slaves tried different foods with limited success, it all came to a head 5 weeks ago when she had another bout of illness, was hospitalised for 13 days, more tests then an operation, at this time Dave was also in and out of hospital, everytime Joan visited him he would ask about "his" girl. This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois -- http://zeotropeburmese.kiwiwebhost.net.nz Burmese are like potato chips, you can't just have one! |
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Lois wrote:
Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. Eventually they took Emily and Jazmin home, we became firm friend, visiting each other often. Sometime later (probably a year) I got a phone call from a very distraught man, I couldn't make head nor tail of what he was saying but manage to gather that his cat had been in an accident, it was Dave, the love of his life had been hit by a car and killed, he was crying I was crying, there was almost a divorce in his family as he blamed Joan, I tried to calm him down and then I couldn't believe what I was saying but said would you like Mabel, really, would you give her to me, I feel better already. Then I fretted had I done the right thing, I had not intended for her to leave but felt compelled to help ease his pain. I wanted her to have another litter (she had only had the one) so next day I rang and spoke to both Joan and Dave, asked how would they feel if I mated Mabel before they picked her up, they could bring the kittens up until they were weaned, they could also have their choice from the litter, both were over the moon at the prospect. Fast forward a few years - Mabel had been sick on and off, throwing up for no apparent reason, they had tests done, went to different vets, they were very good cat slaves tried different foods with limited success, it all came to a head 5 weeks ago when she had another bout of illness, was hospitalised for 13 days, more tests then an operation, at this time Dave was also in and out of hospital, everytime Joan visited him he would ask about "his" girl. This morning Joan phoned me, Mabel has been throwing up again and can't keep anything down, she phoned the vet to get the latest test results it appears that for years she has suffered an allergy of some sort that has ruined her gut and the food is only going so far down and can't go any further, it sits there for a few days and then comes back up again, she is starving to death, her insides are all scared, Joan has made the heart breaking decision to have her put to sleep tomorrow. Dave is back in hospital having an operation today, she hadn't told him the latest this morning, I talked her into taking Mabel out to see him, I know he will be absolutely gutted at the news, but feel he would want to see her. My heart aches for them. Mabel is 10 years old. They still have Emily and Jelly who is Mabel's son that they kept from the litter they had way back when they first got Mabel. Sorry this is so long but needed to get it off my chest. Purrs for Mabel's soul. Lois -- http://zeotropeburmese.kiwiwebhost.net.nz Burmese are like potato chips, you can't just have one! What a sad story! Lots and lots of purrs and hugs, Polonca and Soncek |
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"Lois" wrote in message ... Mabel was one of my breeding Queens, she came to me at 10 weeks old, a lovely little blue tortie. When she was pregnant with her first litter I was selling two kittens from another litter to a couple who lived 15 minutes away from me, they came out often to visit their fur kids while they were growing up, Dave the male slave was cat mad, he had been owned by Burmese previously his wife Joan was a dog person (she had bred dogs and was a dog show judge) she quickly fell in love with the two kittens, Emily and Jazmin, but Dave was besotted, he asked to see my other cats, he loved my Mabel, she made such a fuss of him, he said I will have this one too, no you can't have her she is one of my breeders and she is pregnant, that doesn't matter he said. Every time they came out to look and play with their babies he also went out to Mabel. It does sound as though she found her one true home, even if it meant leaving a perfectly good home. Her health problems would likely have happened anyway. And it sounds like being a breeding queen might not have been for her in the long run. Strange how they can sometime tell us these things isn't it? Our first little poodle had been intended for showing and breeding. Absolutely perfect body and coat. Turns out the woman who sold her to us made a good choice. Willie didn't have a brain in her head and definite never developed the spark required to show. Definitely a lover. Also an unsuccessful mom. She had lovely puppies, just refused to raise them. Purrs for you as I know how much you feel this loss. And for Joan and Dave at a very trying time in there lives. Jo |
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