is CoCo from Calgary again. Remember me? the purraholic?
Well, I have a great cure for this probelm, grief.
I am writing to all of you on behalf of a wonderful little
cat who I came to know and love as a member of my family. Sadly,
he has passed on at the tender age of two. Let me introduce
him, his name was Said.
Said was a very sad small stray kitten who was adopted by a
lovely couple here in Calgary. His name is something of a story.
The male human, Carlos was quite loath to allow the female,
Cindy to have any cat at all at first. However, she worked on
him a lot crying the virtues of our species, and stating how
wonderful their lives would be with a cat in the family. His
response was always "and said cat would be what color? and said
cat would be able to do what for us, etc.. " you get the picture.
So when they finally decided to adopt tiny Said, it was logical
to name him such.
So, they went to the local shelter and fell in love with a
tiny undersized black kitten who was all by himself in a big
horrible cage. Anyway, he came home and was loved right away.
He was given every toy, every advantage, every bit of loving,
that any cat would want, including ice cubes in his water at
all times. (I hate warm yucky stale water too!)
Said, Cindy and Carlos lived happily together until just last
month, when Said began to exhibit signs of trouble. They rushed
him to the doctors and found his lungs full of fluid and his
heart oversized. The vets told the couple to forget it and put
him away, after all, couldn't they buy another cat? Well, not
this couple, they spent weeks, hundreds of dollars and investigated
every method possible to save little Said, and for awhile, Said
fought back and appeared to recover. But, alas, it was for naught.
On Tuesday of this week, they had to make the decision all cats
and humans dread, they had to put him down. Poor Said could
hardly walk or breath and was suffering. Their loss was tragic
and left a great hole in their lives.
I write this to you because they say the best way to get over
grief is to talk about it, and because in some small way, I
want to do my part to remember Said, and the great fight he
put up until the bitter end. So, join me in toasting a small
kitten who beat all the odds even at birth by finding a family,
and having two years of joy, be it short lived.
Cheers Said, Cindy and Carlos, and we cats will look forward
to meeting you on the other side someday!
Update on Said.