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Edited on Mon Sep-01-08 10:22 AM by tblue37
My pets are my closest friends--and I assure you I don't have any shortage of human friends in my life. When my parents died, I grieved over them, but we were not close, and they were not part of my day-to-day, moment-to-moment life. But every time I lose a pet, it creates a gaping, agonizing hole in every part of my daily life. My pets live long, healthy, happy lives, because I do everything in my power to make sure that they do so, just as I would for my kids. (Well, except that I won't pay for college for them. If my cats want to go to college, they will need to get a job.)
Right now I am paying down a $1000 vet bill I incurred because I wouldn't just have my 15 (almost 16 now) year old cat put to sleep when she became very ill last spring. We thought it must be stomach cancer, but instead of just having her put to sleep, I let them do exploratory surgery. Turned out she didn't have any cancer at all (YAY!), but she did have inflammatory bowel disease, so we are treating her for that and she is doing much better. At age 15, she still could go at any time. I mean, she is fine right now, but her kidneys could quit on her, she could have a heart attack or stroke, or she could develop cancer. Nevertheless, I am grateful even if she doesn't last as long as it takes me to pay off this bill (I will pay it off by Christmas, I hope), because she got one more summer of lying on the porch in the sun, of getting petted and loved and brushed.
I had to have a 19-year-old cat put to sleep 3 years ago a few weeks after she developed a fast-moving, painful jaw cancer. But a year before the cancer, that same cat had a stroke that left her back end largely paralyzed. I spent several weeks carrying her wherever she needed to go and devising kitty-cat physical therapies66 for her, and managed to help her get back most of the strength and control in her back end. She couldn't jump as well as she did before, but that last year of her life she was as loving and playful and happy as she had ever been. I am an extremely busy person, but I was more than happy to devote that much time to my darling Gabby. And I was grateful for the fact that I got one more year with her.
BTW, I have 10 websites. One of them is called Pet Tales, and on it I post funny true anecdotes about animals, mostly pets that I have been involved with. There are several stories there about my little Gabby (and all my other pets). Perhaps you animal lovers would enjoy reading some of them--or the one about the black panther than peed on me, or the alligator that made my (the 24-year-old) son pee on himself when it charged him and almost got him down in the Florida Everglades, or the 9 1/2-foot boa constrictor I took to my kids' grade school to prove that certain snakes have visible (though vestigial) legs and feet. There is a sidewinder on a friend's desk, a parakeet (budgie) with a foul (fowl?) mouth, and many other amusing anecdotes. If you do visit there from here, let me know. I am always glad to see that people from my online watering holes have stopped by to read on my sites.
My other sites cover a lot of other topics: grammar and usage, essay-writing, poetry, teaching, parenting, ADD/ADHD, deafness, funny stories about kids, and other topics. If you visit my Pet Tales site and want to check out the others, just use the list of links to the other sites that you will find on the homepage.
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