Tuesday, August 30, 2005

A gift from Beyond...maybe??

It was three weeks yesterday that Twicket moved on to the next life. How did that happen?? Seems like yesterday sometimes and forever ago at others. One of the last things I told him was that if he knew of another senior kitty in need to send the kitty my way. Twicket was a senior when I adopted him, already over 13 when he arrived. I had looked at some other cats at the shelter, but wanted to wait for a senior, to honor Twicket's memory.

Stuart called me this morning and asked me to bring him lunch at the shelter. So I took him lunch and just as i was about to leave, he asked if I wanted to meet a kitty. I was introduced to a big white fluffball with clear blue eyes. She was hiding in a kitty condo, but came out for some loving after a few minutes. I cried into her fur for a bit as she reminded me of my Twicket--who was predominately white with big blue eyes.


Later Stuart told me how old she is and asked if I wanted her. She was abandoned yesterday by her owner who didn't want to take her when he moves. Kasha joined the family a couple hours later. She was born the same year as Twicket so she's 15! She appears younger than her age. She was seen by my vet today(he's also the shelter vet) and Dr. Kim says that Kasha could have several years of life left in her. She's in very good shape! She has a small red spot above her tail from over grooming, but hopefully once she settles in here that will stop.


When I went back to pick her up, there was a beautiful rainbow in the sky. The perfectly rational side of me knows that came from the shower we had just before, but the other part of me, the part that believes in miracles and the Rainbow Bridge, believes that rainbow was Twicket giving his approval.

I know that Kasha is not Twicket and she will never replace him, but there is room for another in my heart & home. Welcome home Kasha and Thanks Twicket!

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Sleet's getting old.

Sleet is getting old and I hate it! She's my little canine soulmate. I love all my dogs, but Sleet has a special place for me. My first "real" sled dog, my first leader. If not for Sleet, I'd either still be in the yard trying to figure things out or hopelessly lost in the middle of nowhere! But she's at least 11 now. Her eyes are cloudy, her hips are stiff and she just can't pull anymore. Her last run was almost a year ago. Her last run was also Ozzy's first run on September 11, 2004. She never asked to go last winter at all, although she would bark at the team sometimes. She knew her time had passed. The year before she ran occasional, short, quick, fun runs.

Today she had to go to the vet again. Her allergies are acting up. She's late this year. Usually she needs a steriod shot by June. I thought we might get through to the snow without meds, but she was scratching herself raw again.

As an added bonus, yesterday she started walking on three legs. She wouldn't put any weight on her left hind leg. She's been getting stiffer and slower over the past few months. There's definately athritis in her hips, but this hopping was new and without a preceeding incident, at least that I saw.

Sleet hates the vet. I have never figured out why they have to make the floors so freaking slippery in clinics! She hates that feeling under her feet. Today we saw Dr. Kim Friedenberg who was nice enough to do the exam outside. No way was he going to see how Sleet walks in the clinic. She was not standing up even. I had to carry her through the door! He did a very complete exam on the little patch of lawn beside the clinic!

Sleet has an acute injury to her left hind ankle. She likely twisted it. It's swollen and sore, but doesn't appear to be too serious. If she's not weightbearing by Monday, she has to go back for x-rays. She's still eating and drinking and trying to run around the yard. I don't think she's in an extreme amount of pain. Unfortunately, with the steriod shot, she can't take Metacam for a while. They don't mix well. The depro-medral shot she had today though has some anti-inflammatory properties and should help her ankle too.

Her right leg has some laxity in the knee, but apparently it doesn't bother her. The hip on that side is great, almost a full range of motion in it. The left knee is solid and the ligament is tight. However, that hip is a mess. She has a very limited range of motion in it. But again, she showed no pain signs. No yelping, no trying to pull away, nothing. She did all of those things when Kim was messing with her ankle, but not when he was manipulating her hips. He doesn't think meds are warranted yet for her hips, but I will be upping her glucosamine and other supplements.

He's a little worried about her teeth too--her incisors are gone, worn right to nothing, her one lower canine is broken and most of her molars are cracked. She broke the canine a couple years ago. It's a complicated dental surgery to remove it and there is a very high probability that her jaw would break in the process. It doesn't bother her at all so I've never done anything with it. Most of Sleet's life she's eated bones and frozen fish. That's worn down her teeth. Again, no pain it seems and no sign of infection in her teeth or gums. She chowed down on a piece of frozen moose tonight!

It all sounds like bad news, but overall Kim said she's in pretty good shape for an 11 year old sled dog. Her heart is strong; her lungs are clear; she's hears well; her coat is shiny and soft; her weight is stable and healthy for her; she's happy and fairly active. She should be with us for a good while yet to come. Thank doG!!

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Twicket's Stone...

I make memorial stones for each critter as they move on. Twicket's was ready to be moved outside today. One of the teardrop stones broke when it came out of the mold. I'll have to redo that one next time we are mixing concrete which shouldn't be long. There are more fence posts to set!

Twicket's fur was full of swirls of orange in no particular pattern. I called him a flame point, but he wasn't really pointed like a purebred siamese cat would be. I put the glass pieces in his stone in random order to symbolize the nature of his markings. The blue pieces in the teardrop match the color of his eyes.


This is where all the stones sit for now. Next summer I'm going to make a little garden spot for them. Just have to find the right spot in the yard. I miss all three of you all the time.