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| Nick on left and Big Guy in rear. |
His buddy Nick went to the Bridge in January 2006 of intestinal cancer. He was a sweet boy who was born to a litter of four late 1999 - his litter mates are Joey, Minnie and Leroy. Leroy disappeared at age 6 months, never to be seen again.
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| Clarence in his window seat. |
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| Manny |
June 1991 - March 2013
purrs everday.
Fall 1999 - December 7, 2012
Loverboy Joey was born to a litter of four ferals behind our house (Minnie, Leroy, Nicky and Joey). I am not sure who the momcat was. He was always a sweet cat who did not fight but would run off. As we got the ferals all spayed and neutered, he was run off by the head male because he came to maturity before we neutered him. he was living down the road but came for meals. He had wounds from fights several times so I finally brought him inside about 2002. He had skin cancer on his shoulder in summer of 2012 and we were treating it. The vets missed something because he began to fail rapidly and we lost him after only a couple of moths of treatment.
April 1993 - December 6, 2013
Our beloved Yoko was one of the few we had since she was a tiny kitten. She grew to be a big cat with a loving personality. She developed hyperthyroid and chronic renal failure in her later years but it was under control. This past summer we noticed a lump under her lower jaw which turned out to be oral cancer of the bone. it grew quickly and by early December was taking over her bottom jaw. Before she could suffer with this we let her go on December 6. My heart still hurts but I know we did the right thing.
Dear Lily, the mother of all our white cats, developed cancer in her mouth in the winter of 2015. This is not a cancer that responds well to chemo so we opted to keep her comfortable for as long as possible with Depo shots and natural remedies. Each time the cancer would recede and she would have a few weeks of remission. Each remission became shorter and shorter until by early April 2015 she was no longer able to eat, gagging on her food because the cancer filler her mouth. It was time to let her go. She was my caretaker cat, ever on alert for signs of trouble with our group and us. I miss her snuggles next to me in bed.
Ivy was the wildest one of the ferals we brought inside but once in she became a lap hogger and love bug. She was tiny and fit in the funniest places like the TV console, napping quietly on the warm receiver. As she aged she became more vocal with her duck like quack, telling us when to get up, when to feed her and when to give her love time. She threw a clot in her hind leg while at home with us. I knew it was the end when I drove her to the vet - she was having trouble breathing. After such a hard life outdoors, I had always hoped she would just fall asleep and not wake up but that was not meant to be. She left this world cradled in a blanket on my lap - I am so glad she had such a long life in spite of all her health issues.
Minnie left us almost three months to the day Ivy did. She was diagnosed with late stage CRF in August, a month after we lost Ivy. I wish I had done something sooner but Minnie would not take the herbal remedies I had given others with this disease. She was fiercely independent and resisted any efforts to assist feed, give pills, sub c fluids or any medication so it was difficult to treat her. She had stopped eating on her own and developed a URI. I chose not to add another medication to her already stressful protocol and let her go. She was sitting quietly (not like her) on my husband's lap when the vet gave the final injection. I know she was ready. She slipped away easily and peacefully. Goodbye my sweet girl. You are with the rest of your beloved feral colony now at the bridge.
This has been a year of loss. No sooner than Minnie left us, Georgie began to fail. After several trips to the vet requiring multiple day stays, she once again showed sings of hepatic lipidosis. The vets did not seem to be able to manage her diabetes and every couple of months she would have another serious blood glucose issue. She was tired and very frail at this point. I asked her if she wanted to be with her Momcat Lily, she answered with a long slow blink, looking directly at me. That was my answer. Rather than have her continue this life with so debilitating many health issues, we chose to let her be released. Her passing was peaceful. I hate that she had such a tough year and was so young but I know I will see her again one day. Until then baby girl....
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| Spring 2005 - April 7, 2015 |
Dear Lily, the mother of all our white cats, developed cancer in her mouth in the winter of 2015. This is not a cancer that responds well to chemo so we opted to keep her comfortable for as long as possible with Depo shots and natural remedies. Each time the cancer would recede and she would have a few weeks of remission. Each remission became shorter and shorter until by early April 2015 she was no longer able to eat, gagging on her food because the cancer filler her mouth. It was time to let her go. She was my caretaker cat, ever on alert for signs of trouble with our group and us. I miss her snuggles next to me in bed.
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| 1998- July 27, 2015 |
Ivy was the wildest one of the ferals we brought inside but once in she became a lap hogger and love bug. She was tiny and fit in the funniest places like the TV console, napping quietly on the warm receiver. As she aged she became more vocal with her duck like quack, telling us when to get up, when to feed her and when to give her love time. She threw a clot in her hind leg while at home with us. I knew it was the end when I drove her to the vet - she was having trouble breathing. After such a hard life outdoors, I had always hoped she would just fall asleep and not wake up but that was not meant to be. She left this world cradled in a blanket on my lap - I am so glad she had such a long life in spite of all her health issues.
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| Fall 1999 - Oct. 29, 2015 |
Minnie left us almost three months to the day Ivy did. She was diagnosed with late stage CRF in August, a month after we lost Ivy. I wish I had done something sooner but Minnie would not take the herbal remedies I had given others with this disease. She was fiercely independent and resisted any efforts to assist feed, give pills, sub c fluids or any medication so it was difficult to treat her. She had stopped eating on her own and developed a URI. I chose not to add another medication to her already stressful protocol and let her go. She was sitting quietly (not like her) on my husband's lap when the vet gave the final injection. I know she was ready. She slipped away easily and peacefully. Goodbye my sweet girl. You are with the rest of your beloved feral colony now at the bridge.
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| Spring 2006 - Dec. 11, 2015 |
This has been a year of loss. No sooner than Minnie left us, Georgie began to fail. After several trips to the vet requiring multiple day stays, she once again showed sings of hepatic lipidosis. The vets did not seem to be able to manage her diabetes and every couple of months she would have another serious blood glucose issue. She was tired and very frail at this point. I asked her if she wanted to be with her Momcat Lily, she answered with a long slow blink, looking directly at me. That was my answer. Rather than have her continue this life with so debilitating many health issues, we chose to let her be released. Her passing was peaceful. I hate that she had such a tough year and was so young but I know I will see her again one day. Until then baby girl....
