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" Shakey "
June 6 1992 ---- Sept. 9 1998
Domestic Long hair
Shakey and his brother came to me when they were 5 days old.
They had no hair a big tummy and big eyes and skinny legs.
I was so afraid to even pick them up as they might break.
Before long I knew something was wrong and found out they had
Cerebellar Hyperplasia. Shakey grew to have the most beautiful
long hair and big mane like a horse.
He would try to run and would prance across the room until he would
lose his balance and look around as thought to say "Who pushed me?"
When he would look up at me and meow he had the most child like eyes
and he gurgled when he meowed.
I don't think I ever had to scold him. He would jump up on a chair and
overshoot it and land on all fours at the same time and cause us to laugh.
Even though I have several cats they all have thier own personality as
Shakey did also. I loved him as if he were the only one as I do the other
18 I have and the hundreds who have gone to a loving home.
He showed no signs of illness until suddenly I noticed his eye was funny
and his breathing was labored. We rushed him to emergency and
then home with us. He was on IV fluids and medications and
he got worse every day. Finally five days after he got sick
I couldn't watch him suffer anymore. He couldn't breathe and his
body was wasting away. He wouldn't stay hydrated and his chest filled with
fluids again. On the way to the vet - no at home - I decided to let him go
and told him he could. I guess I hoped he would just pass in my arms as
some had done in the past but he kept holding on. When I got to the vet
I knew it was time but it was so hard. He was only 6 years old and I
didn't want to say goodbye but I couldn't watch him suffer either. My vet
had seen him from the beginning and he was with people he knew.
I held him so tight he cried too and I think I wanted to make him a part
of me forever but he already was. Tears welled up in the vet's
eyes too as she took him from me and I signed the paper that
would take him from me.
He passed quietly and I died a little bit too. I miss him so much
and I know the other fur babies in my house miss him too.
His brother looks for him occasionally - in the kennel where he
was sick and in his favorite sleep area. As I write this I know that my
Father in heaven gave me a very special fur baby to love and to love me.
It hurts so bad still but I am thankful He sent me Shakey even for a short
while. In His wisdom He uses these special babies to teach us to love
unconditionally and to show us that this is how He loves us.
I believe Shakey is healthy now and not in pain and running and playing
with all the other fur babies who have passed over to that special
place God gives them to live for eternity until we join them someday.
