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I brought Ros home to foster on March 31. Yesterday, I said goodbye...I wish she were here with me, but I hope she is better wherever she is now.
Ros was a gorgeous 17 year old tortie. I saw her show up at the shelter I foster for and I asked them more about her. They told me she had CKD and needed daily fluids. I thought my own 17-year old CKD cat who passed away last year being in a shelter and I couldn't stand the idea of a cat that old not being in a home with a family. So I asked to bring her home to care for and love for all the time she had left. I fell in love with her at first sight.
Her first day here, she made herself right at home. She was barely more than skin and bones but was so full of affection. She explored the whole house and head bumped me and my partner, seeking us out for attention. I felt that from her first reaction, she was desperate for love and attention and based on the story of her past, it sounds like she was sadly neglected. She settled right in and found the heated bed her first day and it became her favorite place to be from then on. If she wasn't in the heated bed, Ros loved curling up on our laps and getting scratches and pets. She was a very dainty girl but her purr was enormous and so full of love.
When she was feeling well, she followed us around (though she hardly went upstairs, only a couple of times) and got especially curious in the kitchen! She liked to sit right behind me on the kitchen mat while I cooked. I had to be very careful not to step on her and we had a few close calls! I ended up getting her a collar with a bell so I could hear her sneak up on me. Sometimes I narrated my cooking to her and pretended she was my audience on a cooking show. She liked to inquire about our food when we ate, trying to stick her nose into our dishes. She had a particular interest in mandarins!
She was usually quiet but she had an adorable trilly meow. She always got a little bit of food stuck on her nosey after eating. I teased her she was saving it for later. Most of the time, she slept in her heated bed, but sometimes she seemed to watch TV or video games. When I worked in the garden, she watched me through the window.
She had days of doing worse and days of doing better, and we did what we could. This weekend, she developed a puffy rear foot/leg and abdominal fluids despite being dehydrated. We don't really know what went wrong, but there was nothing they could do. Eventually, I knew, we would have to say goodbye...but that doesn't mean it was easy. I feel terrible and wish we had more time with this darling girl and saying goodbye broke my heart.
I hope she knows how much I loved her in one short month. I hope she left this world with some happy memories and the comfort of a mom she didn't have before she was rescued. I hope she's free and happy and has all the warmth and laps she could ever want. We love you, Rozzie, our little sweetpea.
Ros was a gorgeous 17 year old tortie. I saw her show up at the shelter I foster for and I asked them more about her. They told me she had CKD and needed daily fluids. I thought my own 17-year old CKD cat who passed away last year being in a shelter and I couldn't stand the idea of a cat that old not being in a home with a family. So I asked to bring her home to care for and love for all the time she had left. I fell in love with her at first sight.
Her first day here, she made herself right at home. She was barely more than skin and bones but was so full of affection. She explored the whole house and head bumped me and my partner, seeking us out for attention. I felt that from her first reaction, she was desperate for love and attention and based on the story of her past, it sounds like she was sadly neglected. She settled right in and found the heated bed her first day and it became her favorite place to be from then on. If she wasn't in the heated bed, Ros loved curling up on our laps and getting scratches and pets. She was a very dainty girl but her purr was enormous and so full of love.
When she was feeling well, she followed us around (though she hardly went upstairs, only a couple of times) and got especially curious in the kitchen! She liked to sit right behind me on the kitchen mat while I cooked. I had to be very careful not to step on her and we had a few close calls! I ended up getting her a collar with a bell so I could hear her sneak up on me. Sometimes I narrated my cooking to her and pretended she was my audience on a cooking show. She liked to inquire about our food when we ate, trying to stick her nose into our dishes. She had a particular interest in mandarins!
She was usually quiet but she had an adorable trilly meow. She always got a little bit of food stuck on her nosey after eating. I teased her she was saving it for later. Most of the time, she slept in her heated bed, but sometimes she seemed to watch TV or video games. When I worked in the garden, she watched me through the window.
She had days of doing worse and days of doing better, and we did what we could. This weekend, she developed a puffy rear foot/leg and abdominal fluids despite being dehydrated. We don't really know what went wrong, but there was nothing they could do. Eventually, I knew, we would have to say goodbye...but that doesn't mean it was easy. I feel terrible and wish we had more time with this darling girl and saying goodbye broke my heart.
I hope she knows how much I loved her in one short month. I hope she left this world with some happy memories and the comfort of a mom she didn't have before she was rescued. I hope she's free and happy and has all the warmth and laps she could ever want. We love you, Rozzie, our little sweetpea.
