Guest guest Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 Mitzi, you made me weep. My heart goes out to you. Bonnie - Dan & Mits Monday, August 16, 2004 9:47 AM Just wanted to share Gabbs was a silver tabby cat that came into our lives about 10 years ago. I came to know her when I was doing home care at a old gentleman's house that used to run a dairy/farm. I would watch her time after time return from the field with mice for her kittens that were almost as big as she was. She would start back to the old barn and they would run out to meet her, and she would drop the mouse and head out gain to the field again to hunt. It didn't matter the weather or the coyotes, she had to feed her babies. She had so much heart taking care of her babies, even though you would think her instinct would have told her she done enough. I started to bring food for all of them, they were just barely surviving. Gabbs was a sweetheart, she had obviously been somebody's at some point. I just wondered how she came to live in these circumstances. The man didn't know anything about her as he had been house bound for years. Someone must have dumped her thinking she could fend for herself. Idiots! I talked to dh and we decided she was coming home with me. It was easy to get her but I had to trap her five kittens (humanely). She came to live at our place, she never again had to worry where a meal was coming from, fresh water or where she would find a warm place to sleep. She would never again want for anything ever again. We named her Gabbygirl because she loved to talk. After having her for years she would still call to her kittens to come eat, even though she didn't have them anymore. She would have a toy mouse or something in her mouth and walk around the living room and down the hallway meowing with the object in her mouth. She was so much a part of our life, lived with us in 3 different places, saw the purchase of our first home, watched her two buddies Bear and Lucky pass, saw the birth of our precious daughter after 11 years of ttc. I could go on and on. About a year and half ago she was diagnosed with diabetes, special Rx food was needed and bought, a year after that meds were needed and bought. She did well. This last Friday we took Gabbs in because she had stopped eating, was lethargic and was wobbly when she walked. The vet could feel something strange in her abdomen. He took some x-rays and came back to the room with bad news. We had to make that decision that every animal lover dreads. I will spare you the awful details as I want this to be more about her life and than her death. Five o clock Friday afternoon Gabbs died in my arms. Our hearts are breaking, we miss her. If you have read this far, thank you. ~*~*~Mitzi ~~To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world~~ For PCO info... http://www.health-alliance.com/hospitals/Jewish/glueck/polycyst.htm Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 Dear Mitzi, I'm so sorry for the loss of Gabby. My wishes for a gentle transition for her and hope you keep thinking of the good memories. You might find this site helpful: Lisaviolet'scathouse.com. Go to the rainbowbridge link; and you'll find a very inspiring poem. Peace, Laura- in MD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 Im sorry for your loss. Sounds like she had a great family. Sarah Mommy to: Alexin~ my big 3 year old Homebirthing momma to Cameron~8 months _____ Dan & Mits [vegibrgr] Sunday, August 15, 2004 5:28 PM Just wanted to share Gabbs was a silver tabby cat that came into our lives about 10 years ago. I came to know her when I was doing home care at a old gentleman's house that used to run a dairy/farm. I would watch her time after time return from the field with mice for her kittens that were almost as big as she was. She would start back to the old barn and they would run out to meet her, and she would drop the mouse and head out gain to the field again to hunt. It didn't matter the weather or the coyotes, she had to feed her babies. She had so much heart taking care of her babies, even though you would think her instinct would have told her she done enough. I started to bring food for all of them, they were just barely surviving. Gabbs was a sweetheart, she had obviously been somebody's at some point. I just wondered how she came to live in these circumstances. The man didn't know anything about her as he had been house bound for years. ! Someone must have dumped her thinking she could fend for herself. Idiots! I talked to dh and we decided she was coming home with me. It was easy to get her but I had to trap her five kittens (humanely). She came to live at our place, she never again had to worry where a meal was coming from, fresh water or where she would find a warm place to sleep. She would never again want for anything ever again. We named her Gabbygirl because she loved to talk. After having her for years she would still call to her kittens to come eat, even though she didn't have them anymore. She would have a toy mouse or something in her mouth and walk around the living room and down the hallway meowing with the object in her mouth. She was so much a part of our life, lived with us in 3 different places, saw the purchase of our first home, watched her two buddies Bear and Lucky pass, saw the birth of our precious daughter after 11 years of ttc. I could go on and on. About a year and half ago she was diagnosed with diabetes, special Rx food was needed and bought, a year after that meds were needed and bought. She did well. This last Friday we took Gabbs in because she had stopped eating, was lethargic and was wobbly when she walked. The vet could feel something strange in her abdomen. He took some x-rays and came back to the room with bad news. We had to make that decision that every animal lover dreads. I will spare you the awful details as I want this to be more about her life and than her death. Five o clock Friday afternoon Gabbs died in my arms. Our hearts are breaking, we miss her. If you have read this far, thank you. ~*~*~Mitzi ~~To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world~~ For PCO info... http://www.health-alliance.com/hospitals/Jewish/glueck/polycyst.htm Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 Dear Dan & Mits: Sorry for the loss of Gabbs...please think of only the good times....I'm sure Gabbs knew that she was loved... Peace --- Dan & Mits <vegibrgr wrote: > > > > Gabbs was a silver tabby cat that came into our > lives about 10 years ago. I came to know her when I > was doing home care at a old gentleman's house that > used to run a dairy/farm. I would watch her time > after time return from the field with mice for her > kittens that were almost as big as she was. She > would start back to the old barn and they would run > out to meet her, and she would drop the mouse and > head out gain to the field again to hunt. It didn't > matter the weather or the coyotes, she had to feed > her babies. She had so much heart taking care of > her babies, even though you would think her instinct > would have told her she done enough. I started to > bring food for all of them, they were just barely > surviving. Gabbs was a sweetheart, she had > obviously been somebody's at some point. I just > wondered how she came to live in these > circumstances. The man didn't know anything about > her as he had been house bound for years. Someone > must have dumped her thinking she could fend for > herself. Idiots! > I talked to dh and we decided she was coming home > with me. It was easy to get her but I had to trap > her five kittens (humanely). She came to live at > our place, she never again had to worry where a meal > was coming from, fresh water or where she would find > a warm place to sleep. She would never again want > for anything ever again. We named her Gabbygirl > because she loved to talk. After having her for > years she would still call to her kittens to come > eat, even though she didn't have them anymore. She > would have a toy mouse or something in her mouth and > walk around the living room and down the hallway > meowing with the object in her mouth. She was so > much a part of our life, lived with us in 3 > different places, saw the purchase of our first > home, watched her two buddies Bear and Lucky pass, > saw the birth of our precious daughter after 11 > years of ttc. I could go on and on. > About a year and half ago she was diagnosed with > diabetes, special Rx food was needed and bought, a > year after that meds were needed and bought. She > did well. > This last Friday we took Gabbs in because she had > stopped eating, was lethargic and was wobbly when > she walked. The vet could feel something strange in > her abdomen. He took some x-rays and came back to > the room with bad news. We had to make that decision > that every animal lover dreads. I will spare you the > awful details as I want this to be more about her > life and than her death. > Five o clock Friday afternoon Gabbs died in my arms. > Our hearts are breaking, we miss her. > If you have read this far, thank you. > ~*~*~Mitzi > ~~To the world you may be one person, > but to one person you may be the world~~ > For PCO info... > http://www.health-alliance.com/hospitals/Jewish/glueck/polycyst.htm > > > > [Non-text portions of this message have been > removed] > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 We just lost a cat that we had for 8 years. It was awful. I now have a cat that is 14 yo and has a mass in her liver and diabetes for which she get insulin. She is not doing great but is hanging on. She doesn't seem ready to go yet. I am grateful for everyday we have with her. I totally understand how you feel and you have my sympathy. Carol Dan & Mits <vegibrgr wrote: Gabbs was a silver tabby cat that came into our lives about 10 years ago. I came to know her when I was doing home care at a old gentleman's house that used to run a dairy/farm. I would watch her time after time return from the field with mice for her kittens that were almost as big as she was. She would start back to the old barn and they would run out to meet her, and she would drop the mouse and head out gain to the field again to hunt. It didn't matter the weather or the coyotes, she had to feed her babies. She had so much heart taking care of her babies, even though you would think her instinct would have told her she done enough. I started to bring food for all of them, they were just barely surviving. Gabbs was a sweetheart, she had obviously been somebody's at some point. I just wondered how she came to live in these circumstances. The man didn't know anything about her as he had been house bound for years. Someone must have dumped her thinking she could fend for herself. Idiots! I talked to dh and we decided she was coming home with me. It was easy to get her but I had to trap her five kittens (humanely). She came to live at our place, she never again had to worry where a meal was coming from, fresh water or where she would find a warm place to sleep. She would never again want for anything ever again. We named her Gabbygirl because she loved to talk. After having her for years she would still call to her kittens to come eat, even though she didn't have them anymore. She would have a toy mouse or something in her mouth and walk around the living room and down the hallway meowing with the object in her mouth. She was so much a part of our life, lived with us in 3 different places, saw the purchase of our first home, watched her two buddies Bear and Lucky pass, saw the birth of our precious daughter after 11 years of ttc. I could go on and on. About a year and half ago she was diagnosed with diabetes, special Rx food was needed and bought, a year after that meds were needed and bought. She did well. This last Friday we took Gabbs in because she had stopped eating, was lethargic and was wobbly when she walked. The vet could feel something strange in her abdomen. He took some x-rays and came back to the room with bad news. We had to make that decision that every animal lover dreads. I will spare you the awful details as I want this to be more about her life and than her death. Five o clock Friday afternoon Gabbs died in my arms. Our hearts are breaking, we miss her. If you have read this far, thank you. ~*~*~Mitzi ~~To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world~~ For PCO info... http://www.health-alliance.com/hospitals/Jewish/glueck/polycyst.htm Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 30, 2007 Report Share Posted April 30, 2007 I just wanted to share this article with you all. Be blessed. http://www.eurekalert.org/pub_releases/2007-04/tmsh-ssf042007.php Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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