If cuddles could cure ….
14Nov09
For now we wait. I’m taking all my cues from Mau. When he can no longer eat, or breath comfortably, I’ll know it’s time. A few days? A week? I’m hoping for two. I’m cooking his food in salt and butter, and hey maybe lunch will have a splash of wine in it, it’s not like I have to worry about his liver anymore….
I know what I’m going to have to do, I just don’t know how I’m actually going to do it.
Filed under: Dulce, Mau, Posh Bucksaw, fuzzylove, go ahead and cry, pets, summer of buckman | 14 Comments
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I’m so sorry to read this. You have given Mau such a loved home, and Mau surely knows how much you love him.
I think he knows. He still perks up for head scritches.
Loving head stritches to Mau and Dulce and whatever the equivalents are for you and Posh and the rest of the family.
We take booze and pretty boys, and thank you. I’ll pass along the scritches and I’m sure they’ll be grateful.
Oh, kitty. Oh VJ.
It’s just too awful. Been there three times. You’ll know. Mau will know. And it’ll be really really sad but you’ll have terrific memories and pictures and you’ll know that cat had a superawesome life while in your care.
I say go buy Mau a pint of chopped chicken livers. Or, hell, some really good pate. AND add butter! Deserves it.
I’ll add those to the list after “veal” and “happy endings massage.”
Thank you, honey.
My heart break breaks for you.
Thank you, sweet lady.
Mau has so many people around to love him and he is one lucky cat. Please give Dulce a big old kiss for me. And that Buckman? You have a true blue friend in that man. Those sweet pictures of him with Mau make me believe in the goodness of humans again.
Just another occasion to be soooooooo grateful for his friendship and that he’s here right now.
You are a great kitty-mommy. I wish things could be different. Hugs to you and yours.
Thank you so much.
OH dear, this is sad sad news – hope it turns out okay….
Thanks, I’m just hoping for a little more time.