I am once again late in posting on this blog...not that it matters to much I suppose but I do try to keep up with it. May didn't start out to well for me because on Wednesday May 1st, I had to put my beloved cat Lucky Chance also known as "Stinky Booty" to sleep.. I had taken him back to Sunburst because he was still having problems breathing. And although he was breathing a little better it was clearly obvious that he was still struggling to breath. I had hoped that they could give him another antibiotic since that seemed to help him before. But after they took x-rays of his lungs it was clear to them that he had more than just bronchial asthma. Although no tests were done the vet suspected that he had cancer judging by the look of his lungs. They were worse than the last time and she suspected that the cancer had probably spread from some other point in his body. I will miss him so much! And though I didn't like cleaning his rear end, I will miss doing it and scolding him for leaving "gifts" around the house. So this posting is, once again, dedicated to one of my beloved babies.
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| "O' solo meow..." |
One of my favorite photos of Chance on our sofa.
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I alway felt a little bad for Chance because Sweetie Pie would never cuddle with him. Out of all my cats he was the most mellow.
Unlike Morris, Chance was NEVER finicky about his food. He'd eat 9 Lives, Friskies...whatever was in his dish.
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| Giving me a good lickin... |
When pet in just the right spot, he'd start licking you and licking and licking...it's a wonder his tongue didn't get tired! My hubby blamed his bald spot on Chance...I wonder what his excuse will be now that Lucky is no longer with us.
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| 5/ 1/ 2013 |
This was among one of the last photos I took of him before we went to the vet.
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| 5/1/2013 |
I don't know why but that morning while he relaxed on the bed I just kept taking his photo little knowing that it would be the last photos I'd ever took of him.
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| 5 /1/ 2013 |
The very last photo I have of Lucky Chance. Ironic really that I captured him walking away. I will miss watching my step around the house, cleaning off the bottom of my shoe when I haven't, miss his licking me when I pet him, miss cleaning his booty when he needed it, the way he walked with a swing to his back end (due to a fractured pelvis that didn't heal properly) and even scolding him when he not only ate his food but everyone elses. I know he is with my other "babies" and he will always be in my heart but still there is an empty spot on the bed where he used to sleep and an empty spot where he used to doze in front of the back door. Although he was 11 years old when he passed, we had him for 10 of those years. He brought such joy to our lives and I can only hope that in return we gave him a safe, loving home. Farewell sweet Chance...you will be missed.
Til next time....
ALOHA
