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Post by nhg on Nov 26, 2014 19:04:37 GMT
Aw DG, you've had a tough time. I'm so sorry for Mica and your mom and dad and sister. I wasn't trying to make you feel sorry for me, I was just trying to pass on a related story and be sympathetic and understanding.  ! |
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Post by diamondgirl on Nov 27, 2014 4:34:31 GMT
Thank you so much for your understanding. You guys are the greatest.
I have always been a strong believer in having pets fixed, but I thought it was more to cut down on the overpopulation of unwanted cats and dogs. I had no idea how horrible, not having a beautiful girl spayed, could become. Pyometra is a horrible, horrible disease. I hope I never have to see it again.
I just wish I would have read up on it, months ago, when I first got Mica. If I would have known the symptoms, maybe I could have become alarmed sooner. Well, hind sight, right? I think that is the part that bugs me the most.
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Post by hugs on Nov 27, 2014 13:52:36 GMT
Well you know now. That is how almost all medical knowledge has been gained; a few that suffer go before the millions that won't. It is how it is, you can't learn backward.
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Post by diamondgirl on Nov 28, 2014 3:04:31 GMT
I sure wish I could learn backward. There are a lot of things I would change.
It is strange how much one animal can change the dynamics of a household. Buster has always been the low dog. Even the kittens picked on him. When ever he would come near they would hiss and scratch, and he had to treat Mica with absolute respect, or else. For at lease two days after her passing, Buster was still looking over his shoulder, for her.
Apparently animals, even of a different species, can read body language. The kittens, are suddenly being nice to Buster. Last night, I saw Hanna, actually rub him on the chest. It was a friendly rub, where she had been seeing him as a threat, that needed to be repelled. Today I watched in shock, as Morris pawed his favorite toy (the head he pulled off an old Barbie doll) toward Buster. Buster nosed it back a bit, and Morris pushed it to him again. They exchanged the head a few times, before Morris took off with it.
Buster has even started doing what Mica used to do, by sitting in front of me, and putting his head in my lap for an ear scratch. He has never really done that before, and usually will roll over onto his back, and tinkle, if anyone approaches him.
Buster has never been an only dog before. He has always had to be second, to another canine family member.
I really miss Mica, and I feel horrible about loosing her, but I am trying to look forward. I am curious to watch Buster, become a top dog, because he is the only dog. |
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Post by hugs on Nov 28, 2014 14:23:02 GMT
I know sharing the Barbie head was a sweet moment, but it did read a bit gruesome   Animals are so fascinating. Although Penny has taken years and years to warm up to us at all, there was a definite boost in regard to her friendliness after Buster, the not-so-benevolent-dictator, passed away a couple years ago now. They are endlessly fascinating and give me the gift of being centered in compassion for others. |
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Post by diamondgirl on Nov 29, 2014 5:06:08 GMT
I realize Barbie head isn't the most darling kitten toy, and I did try to discourage it from becoming the upmost favorite play thing, but Morris is a very determined kitten. I put the head back on the Barbie, and put her away. He would fine her, take back the head, and finally he hid the body. I know it is so gruesome, but Morris loves his head. I even have nightmares of the Godfather, because I wake up and find the darn thing in bed with me.
Ah well. She was a cheep Barbie, and was always loosing her head. My Grandkids didn't like to play with her, because she would do just that, every time they tried to brush her hair. At least now she is being played with.
You don't think I will be haunted by the ghost, from the island, of little lost Christmas toys do you? Oh Dear!!!  |
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Post by hugs on Nov 29, 2014 14:45:28 GMT
I can't predict if you'll have nightmares, but last night I had one involving a deep ocean of gravy. I kid you not, I won't get into the whole story line but it was a test of my mettle to dive to the bottom, fight a battle for righteousness. One I got to the bottom and the fight began I saw that the villain had an army and weaponry and I had none, so I decided that it wasn't going to serve the purpose of goodness under those circumstances and swam to the top and let the bad guy rule the gravy sea. No loss, no foul on that one. Would you eat gravy a buncha people had been swimming in? Ish!
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Post by Valhallanite on Nov 30, 2014 15:04:14 GMT
I am so sorry DG, it isn't easy. I guess second guessing ourselves is part of the package, but please don't beat yourself up. You made Mica's days happy and absolutely did the best you could. When we had to put our dog Buddy down, my son came with us (he's in his 20's). We had done our best to help him, practically weekly visits to the vet for months to try to control diabetes, insulin shots, he went blind and we made all kinds of adjustments to the house to help him through that. We knew the end was coming but it just wasn't time yet. Well, one day he started convulsing, amongst other terrible things. The vet said he wouldn't last the day and they found a large tumor in his chest. So we went and did what was necessary. A few days goes by, and my son mentioned to me that he felt the vet was wrong and the dog may have made it longer, and maybe we should have waited. I had a long talk to him about it. As much as we want them to stay longer, sometimes that is just not possible. I'm thinking of you.  |
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Post by mistersmom on Dec 1, 2014 13:37:10 GMT
It's interesting to hear about how the others are reacting and adjusting to Mica's loss as well. I hope each day is getting a bit easier than the last.
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Post by diamondgirl on Dec 3, 2014 0:03:53 GMT
Things are getting easier as days go by. I have been really busy too so I haven't had a lot of time to dwell on things.
My daughter came over last Sunday, and helped me shampoo the carpet in Micas bedroom. I still have to wire door I built so Mica could see into the kitchen, but not get the cats up. I got to thinking. I used to get Abby out every evening to spend time with me and to fly around. With the kittens and Mica in the house, poor Abby hasn't wanted to be out of her cage at all. I brought my lap top and Abby to the back bedroom, locked out the rest of the menagerie, and we have been looking at pictures of rose breasted cockatoos on youtube. (her favorite computer game) We even played an exciting game of peek-a-boo. It is a little cool in this room, but I think she will enjoy being able to stretch her wings a bit.
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Post by hugs on Dec 3, 2014 12:52:39 GMT
You are so very thoughtful of everyone in your family. It would be pretty wonderful to YouTube you and Abby playing games, I'd love to see that. I'm glad that you're feeling better. It made me realize that what we often think of as "holes" in our lives, and we all have losses and misses, are really, as the cliche goes, doors opening. I don't always see it that way of course, its more of a burden sometimes to have to create a part of my life that I "should have had" already, but then again, I know its a good thing to keep my eyes open and be more active creating my life than living the life that I get. I'm not saying losing a loved one is a good thing but I am saying that even after that we can live well and do well for others as you so perfectly and sweetly exemplify.
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Post by diamondgirl on Dec 4, 2014 0:44:09 GMT
I think a lot of my trouble is, I tend to take on more than I can handle. I always think I have time to add just one more thing, but I realize that I have to take time from one thing, to spend time with another. Abby and I are enjoying our time in the back bedroom. She is still a little uncomfortable in the new room, but is starting to fly a little bit more. I will start fixing it up with high perches for her to chew on and fly back and forth between. I have always had a wish of having a small tree mounted from floor to celling, for Abby to play on, and when she is in her cage, for the cats to climb. I might just try to work on that this winter.
Honey wants me to get him another dog. He has been asking for a bull dog, but I keep saying no. I am not going to go out looking for a high dollar$$$, designer dog that I will have to house break and train, and it still won't want to spend all it's time with him. I also don't want to support an industry that breeds a dog, that is so sad, it can't even breath.
I will always remember Mica. She was such a sweet dog, who only wanted attention. I didn't have enough time to give her all the attention she deserved, and I certainly, couldn't make up for her lifetime of being alone, and forgotten, locked in a kennel. She was a victim of greed. An object, to make her owner money, and when she was no longer able to produce a profit, she was cast off and forgotten. I suppose, if another dog shows up, that needs a home, I will probably have to take it in, whether I have enough time or not. It will sadly, be given the same deal,,, I will care for you as long as I can, and when your life of neglect causes you to be ill, I will not spend tons of money, I don't have, to keep you living a half life, or a life of pain,, but I will hold you, while you travel into your next life, that lies, over the rainbow bridge. Rest in peace Mica. I will always you.
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