In 2003, I lost my beautiful little tabby Halikea. Filled with grief i found an add in the paper for a 3 year old Ragdoll named Ragzey we had 10 wonderful years together. He was like the owner described..... a little boy in a cat costume. He loved me with abandon. He knew when i was sad, groomed me every day with his paws holding my head in place. He was big .... larger than life. It was wonderful to watch this awesome, awquardly large animal jump in the air.... playing with his toys. He was my heart. In November of 2011, he start having diarrhea and vommitting and doing the "dead cat" pose. Found out he had Lympho Cholangeohepatitis. A 1 year and 2 mo of up and down and on 1/26/2013 I could no longer watch him suffer. I must have gone into an alternate universe when i took him to the vet. Hugged him... and turned him over and left. It was the first time in 40 years of my adult life of cats that i chose to get his ashes which, from now on, if i live to get another cat after this new one, will be the norm. I was backed up at work.... fatigued and unable to even think about him.... I am not one to live in an apartment by myself.. I went out 5 days later and picked up a rescue from the SPCA. She is wonderful but i miss him so so so much. With the wonderful age of smart phones i was able to get some movies of him playing and pretty pics of him every chance i got because i knew it would not be a long reprieve once he was diagnosed. With his ashes i got the Rainbow Poem and his paw prints. Two hours before I took him in to send him to the Rainbow bridge i got out my watercolors and hoped i could get some clear paw prints on watercolor paper but it came out to be just alot of spots that i will frame. I cut some of his hair and took his whiskers to put with his ashes.... i know u must think that is awful to take his whiskers but i I loved his whiskers. and i didn'dt want to let him go.
There is no service.... i fixed a nice memorial table when i got his ashes back... when i find the pic i will up load. I feel like there is no way to put it to rest in my head. I loved him so much and lived for a year and two months with my tummy in a knot waiting for the inevitable. Thank u for letting me post.
There is no service.... i fixed a nice memorial table when i got his ashes back... when i find the pic i will up load. I feel like there is no way to put it to rest in my head. I loved him so much and lived for a year and two months with my tummy in a knot waiting for the inevitable. Thank u for letting me post.
