In October of 2004 my family and I decided to get a kitten. My son's teacher had some so we picked out Coppertop. We fell in love with him. We didn't get him neutered until April of 2005 and I remember taking him to the vet. I thought (never having a pet before) that this would be an easy surgery. I received a phone call that day that Coppertop died. He never woke from surgery. My sons (ages 12 and 6) were devastated. My husband and I cried for days. In May of 2005 I found a cat online at a local animal shelter and we decided he was the one for us. I went by myself that day and when I chose Snickers I noticed another kitten, very little, that was going to be put to sleep that day. I was very distraught about this and inquired why they said he had diarreah...I took him too! We named him Lucky and Snickers and Lucky became the best of friends. We fell in love again with our two wonderful cats. It took 15 days of hospital care and Lucky was a new man.
He was healthy. It was worth it. About 7 days ago I noticed Lucky was vomiting and took him to the vet, they kept him overnight and told me he had to be dewormed and should be fine. I brought him home the next day and he was still vomiting. I took him back and was told that they would do Xrays the next moring, he had swallowed a coin. He needed surgery. We were referred to a surgeon and told the surgeon to do everything for him. We were told it would be an easy surgery to be performed the next morning (Thursday) he died during surgery..they said when they were sewing him up he stopped breathing. We buried Lucky today beside Coppertop in a cemetary about 40 minutes from home. I am totally lost without him, I think Snickers is too. They were buddies. My husband thinks we need to get Snikers another buddy so he won't be lonely. How could we lose 2 precious cats in six months?
I know they say everything happens for a reason but I really miss him. I want Lucky and Coppertop to know that we love them very much and always will.
