clown loaches

On 17 Nov 2005 09:34:39 -0800, "Tynk" wrote:


Dick wrote:
On Wed, 16 Nov 2005 19:20:29 -0800, "Daniel Morrow"
wrote:


I am so sorry to hear that about ruby, dick. :-( If there is a god
let us all bless ruby, pray for her, and may she rest in peace.


Thanks Dan, Ruby was very special. Ten years is a long time to live
with anyone (she was 4 when I "rescued" her.) But, those years were
definitely made better by her presence.

dick
I am so sorry to hear that about ruby, dick. :-( If there is a god
let us all bless ruby, pray for her, and may she rest in peace.


Thanks Dan, Ruby was very special. Ten years is a long time to live
with anyone (she was 4 when I "rescued" her.) But, those years were
definitely made better by her presence.

dick

Dick,
When the hubby and I were first married we got our first cat. Adopted
him from the humane society, well saved him that's for sure!
Anyway, Ziggy had only been with us 30 days exactly when he had a grand
seizure. Brought him to the vet right away. After doing hundreds of
dollars worth of bloodwork I was told my cat needed a catscan (pun
intended) to look for a brain tumor, as the bloodwork showed it wasn't
anything metabolic, such as epilepsy, etc. Being that it would cost
over a grand back then (tight budget for us back then) I couldn't
afford it. I was told he probably had a brain tumor and that I should
return him to the humane society and get a new cat because he might
live 24 hours, or maybe years, that there was no way to tell without
the scan.
I called the humane society and asked what would happen to him if I did
return him. I was told he would be put to sleep right away.
I had become so attached to this big guy (huge, fixed, 9 month old
kitten), that there was no way I would let him be killed just because
of the chance that he might die soon.
That cat was the best cat anyone could ask for. He never did anything
wrong....ever. Was the perfect gentleman. Absolutely wonderful with the
baby tugging on his ears and tail. Never even a dirty look, let a lone
a hiss or growl. They actually played like 2 kids together (hide and
seek and tag...I swear! I have witnesses, lol).
I had 15 wonderful years with that cat. At 15 1/2 he developed terrible
seizures.
He was on medication that only worked for a little bit until the
highest dosage couldn't keep his seizures under control.
He had to be put to sleep at 15 1/2 because the mediaction at that
point was making him like a zombie and he was seizing many times a day.
I couldn't be selfish and had to think of him, so we decided it was
time.
I think about him all the time and what would have happened to him if
somebody else had adopted him, or if his seizures would have started at
the humane society.
I was thankful for every day that I had him, and that he was still
around (knowing that he could go at any time, so I was aware that every
day I had him was a special one).
It's amazing how much these creatures affect out lives and hardly ask
for anything in return except love and attention.
Both your lives were better because you chose to open your home and
your heart to Ruby.
When you look deeply into their eyes you can see that they know how
much they are loved. I honestly believe that.


Thanks for sharing. I know well the struggles and decsions needed.
Deciding life and death is so God like, then the recrimination that
lingers for years, did I really have to put the loved one "down."

I know the look of love well. Ruby had large open eyes that would
gently close as she was stroked. Especially when I stroked her chest
between the front legs.

I think my fish are watching as well. That is part of the comfort for
me as I have no human companions. I look forward to communing in
these newsgroups as there are so many caring people.

dick