In his final days, he was surrounded by love and compassion by the staff of Harmony Hill and the volunteers of The Cats at Longstreet. His time on Earth was ended likely by a blood clot that we couldn't do anything about. No amount of pleading to him to stay with us could bring him back. He was recovering and awake and then his body just stopped. Much to our dismay, he didn't win the war. After an incredibly hard surgery with an emergency blood transfusion, oxygenation problems, and some scary near death moments, Fred came out of the battle alive with his organs where they belonged and a diaphragm. His abdominal organs were in his chest making it incredibly difficult for him to breathe. Unfortunately, he had lost the clear divide between his chest and abdomen called the diaphragm. And now Doris can hopefully be reunited with her dad who loved her so much for so many years and refused to abandon her even as his own life was drawing to a close.įred came to us "breathing weird" but seemed very sweet and healthy. That care was only possible because of the generosity of donors who support the rescue mission. Her broken hearted foster mom commented that one of the most wonderful things was that right up until the end, TCAL and Harmony Hill never once cut corners to save money on her medical care because she was a rescue cat or because she was very senior she got the same care that loving owners would give to their own cat. Within three days the fluids were back and once again Doris was struggling to breathe. That made a huge difference in her breathing and we waited with fingers crossed for the results of lab analysis. Werden and her amazing team of vet techs and assistants drew off 190 ML’s of fluid from her chest cavity and abdomen. In early November, Doris developed severe difficulty breathing and was rushed to Harmony Hill where Dr. Sadly, that was to be her last birthday party. She thrived in her permanent foster home and celebrated her 18th birthday in October. She still enjoyed a bit of play especially with her beloved motion toy which she would chase around in a circle. She was definitely not one of those seniors who just slept all the time (and when she did snooze, her preferred place was near - or on - you). A chatty girl, Doris would also give a charming chirp to converse with you (mostly to encourage you to continue to pet her). She was so companionable, she would often just follow you from room to room. Her whole body quivered as she purred with her joy at just being with you she even drooled with pleasure. Right from the beginning, Doris was determined to show us that age is a matter of attitude and she had the attitude to prove it! Although the smallest kitty among all the others in her foster home, she was the one in charge. The others quickly learned that her place was at the front of the pack.ĭoris was a total love machine and a real lap cat. Once her dad knew she was safe and would be well cared for, he knew his work here on earth was done he died the next day. We volunteered to take her and promised to take good care of her. We knew there were very few potential adopters for a 17-year-old cat but that didn’t matter. It got to the point that only Doris was left. Her “dad“ was 90 years old and terminally ill but he would not go into hospice care until all 40 of his kitties were spoken for. The most recent chapter started about 15 months ago. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together never again to be apart.ĭoris's story is a pet/owner love story for the ages. He licks and kisses your face again and again -Īnd you look once more into the eyes of your best friend and trusting You have been seen and when you and your special friend meet, The eyes are staring and this one runs from the group! When one suddenly stops playing and looks up! So each day they run and play until the day comes They are not with their special person who loved them so much on earth. Those who were sick, hurt or in pain are made whole again. The old and frail animals are young again. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of all its beautiful colors. There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
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