June 1997 —- July 15 2000
Domestic Short Hair Cat
Lucky was a very special cat. He was our pride and joy.
He meant the world to us and if he did anything wrong I would
never yell at him he knew when he did wrong.
He just liked to test mommy.
We got him when he was 7 weeks old so cute so little so bad.
But I loved him with all of my heart.
We got another one Jasmine a day before Lucky.
They were both the same age and they loved each other so much.
They played constantly. Lucky would sleep on my chest at night
and let me pet him he would sit down in the basement that we are re-doing
and watch Mike (my husband) and talk to him all the time.
He was very unique if you would talk to him he’d meow back you could
sit there and have a whole conversation talking about I have no idea
but he would sit there and meow and meow until you would stop talking.
He was a very large cat very muscular he weighed about 14 pounds,
he was beautiful. He was thrown out of a car window when he was
a kitten and found in a ditch so of course I took him in.
How could you pass it up? That is why we called him Lucky.
One day I noticed Lucky was very slow and tired he didn’t want
to be bothered he was hiding for about 2 days.
That is very strange for him. As soon as I would get home from work,
he’d greet me at the door and he stopped doing that.
So I got worried I called the vet and I took him in immediately.
His white blood cells were extremely high and his red blood cells were
only at 10%. His little pink nose was now white his mouth was so
white under his paws was very white. He just looked so sickly.
They kept him overnight I couldn’t sleep all night of course
its just like your kid. I get a call that he isn’t going to make it that he has
about 4 days to live if he’s Lucky. I brought him home to spend time with me
and my husband and Jasmine Nico and Calli. (they are all cats also)
All’s he wanted to do was be held if you put him down he meowed so
loudly so me and Mike took turns holding him.
Around 5:00 I held him and rocked him just like a baby and I
knew then that it was time to stop being so selfish.
I called the vet and he met us over at the office.
It was the most horrible experience I’ve experienced so far in my life.
He just turned 3 in June. The shot that they gave him to put him to rest
should have effected him immediately but it didn’t he fought it for
about 40 seconds. I laid my head on his stomach and said “Lucky
I love you it’s time to go to sleep close your eyes.”
With that his eyes shut and he was happy again.
This is the hardest thing I had to cope with I didn’t want him to be laid to
rest without me there to make him feel somewhat safe.
But in away I wish I didn’t go. What if he could have fought it.
That is always a question in our minds if we did the right thing or not.
But he’s still with us we have him in the back yard with a stone
that I designed and painted up for him.
He used to sleep on the carpet at the front door I buried him with that,
so he feels right at home. The other cats are so different now they sit at the
back window and meow constantly It is mostly Jasmine the cat he grew up with.
The one night we were sitting outside with some friends
and I went to go inside and Jasmine escaped out the door so we all turned
to get her and she raced to end of the yard where Lucky is buried
and laid on top of him. The people that were here with us couldn’t believe it,
I couldn’t believe it. It’s like she knows and now I know she does and
she’s hurting just like we are inside. But with every passing day my
memories are keeping me smiling and I know in my heart that when
he was with us he lived a
FANTASTIC LIFE!!!!
WE LOVE YOU LUCKY!!
Danielle & Mike
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