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Min, RB
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report
that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. http://rjs.project-black.co.uk/galle...?album=4&pos=0 Min came to me from nowhe appearing one day in the back garden, checking over the accommodation and staff, and then moving right in. I never got a say in the matter. Then when I went to live abroad, she did the same trick again. She was only supposed to be fostered temporarily with my father and stepmother, while a long-term foster home was found. Strangely, after two weeks, the question of her moving on simply never arose. Wherever she is now..., they just got a new boss. I remember her idiosyncracies. She loved being combed... so much that I used to wear my motorcycle leathers to do it. The combination of relentless clawing and kneading, with vast quantities of dribble and loose fur meant it was the only sensible answer. I remember the gratitude of her expression if I held the end of her tail still under her nose so she could wash it, as it was normally quite out of her control. I remember her rich, easily-triggered purr. I was lucky to see her last Sunday, and as if nothing was wrong she bared her tummy for a good scritch and purred and purred and purred. Please purr for Min's memory, and for her poor foster-humans who have enjoyed her company for the last three years, and who are even more lost and bereft than myself. Al. |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. http://rjs.project-black.co.uk/galle...?album=4&pos=0 Min came to me from nowhe appearing one day in the back garden, checking over the accommodation and staff, and then moving right in. I never got a say in the matter. Then when I went to live abroad, she did the same trick again. She was only supposed to be fostered temporarily with my father and stepmother, while a long-term foster home was found. Strangely, after two weeks, the question of her moving on simply never arose. Wherever she is now..., they just got a new boss. I remember her idiosyncracies. She loved being combed... so much that I used to wear my motorcycle leathers to do it. The combination of relentless clawing and kneading, with vast quantities of dribble and loose fur meant it was the only sensible answer. I remember the gratitude of her expression if I held the end of her tail still under her nose so she could wash it, as it was normally quite out of her control. I remember her rich, easily-triggered purr. I was lucky to see her last Sunday, and as if nothing was wrong she bared her tummy for a good scritch and purred and purred and purred. Please purr for Min's memory, and for her poor foster-humans who have enjoyed her company for the last three years, and who are even more lost and bereft than myself. Al. I'm so sorry, Alphonze. I'm glad you got to see her last Sunday and that she wanted her belly rubbed. She sounds like she was such a loving cat. I'm crying for you and with you. Jill |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. http://rjs.project-black.co.uk/galle...?album=4&pos=0 Min came to me from nowhe appearing one day in the back garden, checking over the accommodation and staff, and then moving right in. I never got a say in the matter. Then when I went to live abroad, she did the same trick again. She was only supposed to be fostered temporarily with my father and stepmother, while a long-term foster home was found. Strangely, after two weeks, the question of her moving on simply never arose. Wherever she is now..., they just got a new boss. I remember her idiosyncracies. She loved being combed... so much that I used to wear my motorcycle leathers to do it. The combination of relentless clawing and kneading, with vast quantities of dribble and loose fur meant it was the only sensible answer. I remember the gratitude of her expression if I held the end of her tail still under her nose so she could wash it, as it was normally quite out of her control. I remember her rich, easily-triggered purr. I was lucky to see her last Sunday, and as if nothing was wrong she bared her tummy for a good scritch and purred and purred and purred. Please purr for Min's memory, and for her poor foster-humans who have enjoyed her company for the last three years, and who are even more lost and bereft than myself. Al. I'm so sorry, Alphonze. I'm glad you got to see her last Sunday and that she wanted her belly rubbed. She sounds like she was such a loving cat. I'm crying for you and with you. Jill |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. http://rjs.project-black.co.uk/galle...?album=4&pos=0 Min came to me from nowhe appearing one day in the back garden, checking over the accommodation and staff, and then moving right in. I never got a say in the matter. Then when I went to live abroad, she did the same trick again. She was only supposed to be fostered temporarily with my father and stepmother, while a long-term foster home was found. Strangely, after two weeks, the question of her moving on simply never arose. Wherever she is now..., they just got a new boss. I remember her idiosyncracies. She loved being combed... so much that I used to wear my motorcycle leathers to do it. The combination of relentless clawing and kneading, with vast quantities of dribble and loose fur meant it was the only sensible answer. I remember the gratitude of her expression if I held the end of her tail still under her nose so she could wash it, as it was normally quite out of her control. I remember her rich, easily-triggered purr. I was lucky to see her last Sunday, and as if nothing was wrong she bared her tummy for a good scritch and purred and purred and purred. Please purr for Min's memory, and for her poor foster-humans who have enjoyed her company for the last three years, and who are even more lost and bereft than myself. Al. I'm so sorry, Alphonze. I'm glad you got to see her last Sunday and that she wanted her belly rubbed. She sounds like she was such a loving cat. I'm crying for you and with you. Jill |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Al, I'm so sorry to hear this. What a shock! I thought for sure she would be able to survive for a while, at least. Purrs for you and Min and your dad, who must be missing her keenly right now. Joyce |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Al, I'm so sorry to hear this. What a shock! I thought for sure she would be able to survive for a while, at least. Purrs for you and Min and your dad, who must be missing her keenly right now. Joyce |
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Alphonze wrote:
Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Al, I'm so sorry to hear this. What a shock! I thought for sure she would be able to survive for a while, at least. Purrs for you and Min and your dad, who must be missing her keenly right now. Joyce |
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Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report
that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Deep and sincere sympathy. helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune **$om $ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- |
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Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report
that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Deep and sincere sympathy. helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune **$om $ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- |
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Thank you, everybody, for your Chemo purrs. I am very sad to report
that Min's tumour was just growing too fast, and there was no time for her even to be prepared for the treatment. She was helped to the Bridge a few hours ago. My father, Min's foster-Paw just called to tell me. He could barely speak. Deep and sincere sympathy. helen s --This is an invalid email address to avoid spam-- to get correct one remove fame & fortune **$om $ --Due to financial crisis the light at the end of the tunnel is switched off-- |
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