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Dudley's story
Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not
more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home |
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He's beautiful. God bless you in this time of grief. You will be
reunited. On Fri, 06 Oct 2006 04:14:54 GMT, Kitkat wrote: Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home |
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What a beautiful cat Dudley was. Thank you for loving him
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Although he died in August, I know you haven't gotten over it. My
Beast died in 2004 and I still cry over her. Again, God bless you. On Fri, 06 Oct 2006 04:14:54 GMT, Kitkat wrote: Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home |
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John Ross Mc Master wrote:
Although he died in August, I know you haven't gotten over it. My Beast died in 2004 and I still cry over her. Again, God bless you. Definitely...NOT over it at all. I can't believe how hard I just cried while typing all of that. Sometimes it just overwhelms me!!!!!!!! One thing I have been able to do again...I sing songs about him. DH and I always change the lyrics of songs and fit in Dudley somehow. Our motto was "ALL DUDLEY...ALL THE TIME!" and I find I am able to sing about him more now than I was at first. It just takes time. Like, pretty much forever! |
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What an absolutely gorgeous cat. I think you were both lucky to have found
each other! I'm so very sorry for your loss--thank you for sharing his story. Bonnie "Kitkat" wrote in message m... Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home |
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On Fri, 06 Oct 2006 04:14:54 +0000, Kitkat wrote:
Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home My Princess (RB 16) was a beautiful Siamese like Dudley. It has been over 9 years and I still miss her. Best wishes. MLB |
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Kitkat wrote: Hi all. It has been just over a month. I miss him just as much if not more every day. Here's Dudley's story for those who wanted to read about him. First off, I have to preface this by saying we had no intention of getting another cat. I have had my Luna since she was about 6 months old and at the time we did get Dudley, she was about 6 years old. She is a much happier single cat, but bless her for tolerating Dudley like she did. A friend of the family's mother passed away (Virginia was the mom, Linda the daughter...and Linda is a dear friend of my mother-in-law.) Linda mentioned to us that her mother was ill and did we want a beautiful Siamese if and when she passed away. At the time we had no real interest (for many reasons besides Luna). When Virginia finally passed away, we went to the wake. Linda approached us right away, telling us all about Dudley (whose name was then Jasper...i often refer to him on here as JasperDuds or J-Dud ) Linda said he was a wonderful cat, a bit older, and just needed a lap to live out his time on. I was like, NO WAY. But then she said that I should "just go see him!!" and like a TOTAL SUCKER...I agreed. When we arrived at Virginia's apartment (very close to the wake, so we literally went DURING the wake) we found Dudley just sitting on Virginia's bed, which was one of those hospice kind of beds, not even a cushy comfy one. Oh god my heart is breaking again just thinking about it. He just had this look on his face like, where the HELL is my mom? When is she coming back? From what I understand, Dudley spent just about every moment attached to Virginia's side. My heart broke when I saw him. I just KNEW I had to get him the hell out of there. Oddly, there was another cat there, too, named Max. Max was younger and more active. He was running around and having a jolly time. Plus, the two were NOT bonded at all. So, right then I decided, hell yes we are getting this cat out of here. Linda would take care of getting Max adopted. But I had to take Dudley. He absolutely needed a home. We brought him home and isolated him in a small room away from Luna until we could get him in to the vet. That ended up being about 4 days later and in that time, DH and I began to think that Dudley couldn't see...and we also thought that he couldn't really hear!!! Apparently Linda was not aware of this...but Dudley was deaf and blind. A wonderful, beautiful purebred seal point Siamese whose mommy just died... (and that mommy was his 2nd mommy...his first was ALSO an elderly woman who died!!)...and he couldn't hear OR see and clearly had no idea what the hell was happening to him. We got him checked out at the vet and it was confirmed that he was almost completely deaf and blind. Otherwise, he seemed to be in decent health so we integrated him as best we could to the rest of the home. Luna was never fond of him. But she is not an agressive cat, rather a scaredy cat! So, basically they just "worked" together. Sometimes if Dudley was walking down the hall towards Luna, she would hiss and swat at him because she clearly had no idea he couldnt even see her. Sometimes he would bump into her while her back was turned so neither knew the other was there. Ahh. Such memories. About 6 months after we got him, Dudley got sick. He was lethargic and wouldnt eat and had thrown up quite a bit. We took him to the vet who ran blood tests and suspected Pancreatitis. Dudley was a TERRRRRRIBLE patient at the vet. I would be too if I could not see or hear but kept getting poked by strange things that smelled funky!!!! So, they gave him some fluids and some meds and sent him home to recuperate with us. This was on a Friday and by Sunday he was not doing better and I took him to the emergency vet. He ended up there for 2 nights and saw a specialist who worked there during the day. She suspected pancreatitis as well and did an ultra sound which showed some thickening of tissue in the I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER which organ!!! (stomache? liver? i really think liver) At the time, Dudley was about 12.5 years old and I could not justify extensive and invasive testing to see if he had cancer or not when I felt it was cruel to put him through any kind of serious treatment. DH and I decided together then that our mission was to give Dudley the best we could for whatever time he had left in life. We would give him all supportive/palliative care, but we would not subject our elderly, deaf blind cat to such stuff. When he recovered from the bout with pancreatitis, we also had a dental done in which they removed all of his teeth except his fangs. He was now toofless!!!! Dudley recovered well and did not have a flare up until this past March. He got sick and we took him to the vet immediately. He got meds and fluids and literally bounced back within hours! It was fantastic. Then, DH and I went on vacation to North Carolina in the middle of August. The day we left, Dudley got sick. We had a cat sitter, but we still didn't find out until the next day and by Friday, I had our neighbor take him to the vet. We really hoped he would bounce back again...but alas this time he did not. We came home from vacation early and had him back and forth to the vet for just over another week. But his systems were just not working properly. He was constipated and quite frustrated about it. I was giving him fluids at home and then eventually was also giving him all of his meds at home via injection. Just over a week later, we really started to realize this was not going to get better. On a Monday night, we knew it was time. His breathing was labored, he could barely eat and he kept trying to use the litter box but couldnt. We decided we would take him in the morning to be euthanized and we cried all night about it. Late that night we said good night and my DH told Dudley it was okay to LET GO. We pet him and we told him we loved him and that he should stop fighting. He died shortly thereafter. We were in the next room sleeping. My Dudley died on his own terms in his own home with his loving mommy and daddy just down the hall. We awoke the next morning prepared to take him to the vet and he was gone. We loved Dudley SO DAMN MUCH. His ashes are now back at home with us where he belongs. I'm bawling. I miss him. He was such a wonderful creature and I learned SOOOO much from having him. Two years was not enough. Here he is....happy and (relatively) healthy: http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a...y/window4.html that is the picture on his special urn http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0007.html he loved the window! http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/a.../dscf0019.html his infamous buddha pose http://public.fotki.com/kitkatluna/m...om/jasper.html the day we brought him home Beautiful cat, beautiful story! Thanks for sharing. We just lost our little blind boy 2 months ago. Very sad story, he wasn't even a year old. He had some kind of neurological damage after neutering surgery and a partial loss of vision. He adapted just fine, but then went completely blind a few weeks before his death and became very upset. Just as he was starting to adapt again, he went into seizures that would not stop and died at the emergency clinic. I can't even think about it... |
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I am sorry, Lynne. That's quite a burden to shoulder. You
did everything you could for this kitten. "Lynne" wrote Beautiful cat, beautiful story! Thanks for sharing. We just lost our little blind boy 2 months ago. Very sad story, he wasn't even a year old. He had some kind of neurological damage after neutering surgery and a partial loss of vision. He adapted just fine, but then went completely blind a few weeks before his death and became very upset. Just as he was starting to adapt again, he went into seizures that would not stop and died at the emergency clinic. I can't even think about it... |
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"Kitkat" wrote in message om... John Ross Mc Master wrote: Although he died in August, I know you haven't gotten over it. My Beast died in 2004 and I still cry over her. Again, God bless you. Definitely...NOT over it at all. I can't believe how hard I just cried while typing all of that. Sometimes it just overwhelms me!!!!!!!! I think about you two every day. One thing I have been able to do again...I sing songs about him. DH and I always change the lyrics of songs and fit in Dudley somehow. Our motto was "ALL DUDLEY...ALL THE TIME!" and I find I am able to sing about him more now than I was at first. Pam this is SOO funny! I do the same thing! My latest, which I serenaded Gracie with when I intercepted her while she was vaulting off of my pillow this morning--"I want to knowww what FUZZZ IZZZZZZZ ... I WANT YOU TO SHOWWWWWW MEEEE." They get even worse. There is one I like to call the Weasel Cantata that is entirely "instrumental," sung scat-style. It is a tribute to her weasellyness. Sounds to me like you and Tim got beat by the same silly stick as I did when you were young. -- Posted via a free Usenet account from http://www.teranews.com |
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