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RIP Puddles: 1998-2013

Puddles

I knew it was coming, but it didn’t make it any easier to deal with. Even as I write this post, I have tears in my eyes. My dear companion, Puddles passed away early this morning. I noted, about a week ago, that I wasn’t sure how much longer she’d have with us, due to sluggish movement & intuition, but you’re still never ready.

Puddles usually sleeps in the basement, but this past week, I let her stay in the main level of the house. Last night, she came all the way upstairs to my room to go to sleep. So I knew something was up. She stayed with me all night. I actually didn’t sleep because I spent most of the night getting up, periodically, to check on her and make sure she was comfortable and warm. I also loved her up, giving her tons of kisses & telling her how much I loved her. She would purr when I fussed over her and that made me happy.

As daylight came through my windows, Puddles moved across the room, closer to me. I could tell her breathing was starting to become strenuous, along with whimpering and other sounds that weren’t normal. I cuddled her, but she seemed to be in a deep sleep & wasn’t responding. I knew it was time. Slightly before 9AM, she had stopped breathing & I said my final goodbye.

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A Thanksgiving Picture

Ok, so this doesn’t have anything to do with Thanksgiving, other than I shot this picture today. These are our cats, Puddles & Gracie. You don’t get to see much from Gracie around here (she’s literally a scaredy cat), so relish this rare opportunity!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

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The Annual Trip to the Vet, Video Included

If you followed my tweets earlier, you know that my two cats, Puddles and Gracie, had their yearly appointment with the vet today. If you have cats, you’re probably thinking, “yea, so what’s the big deal? We do that every year too.” Well, if it’s not a stressful event for you, consider yourself lucky. Because in my household, we need to create a military style plan to get our cats to the vet! It’s not pretty!

The cats know when they have to go to the vet. We must release some pheromones or something that tips them off because they scatter. We have to close all the doors upstairs and corner them in one room. Then Puddles starts howling as if you’re trying to kill her. My mom has to put on these ridiculously thick gloves because Puddles’ claws will be coming out to attack. And I have to stand in the doorway and act as a block to stop her, if she gets away from my mom. One time, she ran towards and knocked me over. No lie!

Something was different today, though. Puddles had no clue it was “vet day”. She was strutting around as usual, begging to be pet, and taken outside. Just another day. We’ve tried the outside thing before and she always knew what was coming, so never came outside. Not today! She came right on out! My mom put on her gloves and opened the hatch of her car. Before Puddles knew what hit her, she was in the car! Success! Gracie is always easy. She tries to hide, but isn’t very good at it. So, we can just pick her up and put her in the car.

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The Puddles Chronicles: Grass Is Always Greener

My cats are crazy. They can never make up their minds. Puddles begs to go outside. Then, once she gets there, she wants back in. Meanwhile, Gracie wants to come out. That is, until she sees Puddles. Then she decides she’s better off staying inside.

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The Puddles Chronicles: Early Season’s Grazings

It was an unseasonably warm 72 degrees yesterday, so I took Puddles outside for the first time this year. It took her a few minutes to realize that it was “safe” to leave the porch, but when she did, she enjoyed a nice pallett of grass.

I can’t wait until I can sit outside everyday and enjoy the weather. Unfortunately, that won’t be until next month. This was just a freak warm-up that isn’t going to last.

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