mike, we hardly knew ye.
That was the title my dad suggested, and who am I to quibble?
Mike the kitten passed away today under the vet’s advisement and my mom’s heartbreaker of a decision, the victim of probable feline leukemia and multiple infections that left him well below his optimum weight — 1/3 of what he should have been. My mom was there until the end, because that’s the kind of mom she is.
He was buried at the farm tonight, with full honours.
Mike, you had lovely big ears and dear eyes, and we will miss your kitten future. You made a lot of us smile just by, well… being.
Way to have heart, little guy.
Thanks to my mom and dad for welcoming such a wee, fragile one in, and for taking care of him until it was his time to go.
I had not met Mike yet, so I suppose I have no call to be sad… but I’m crying anyway.
If you’re small and need love, you have my heart from the get-go, no matter what.
July 7th, 2008 at 9:42 pm
May the little guy rest in peace. Bless your parents for taking care of him while he was on this Earth. )=
July 7th, 2008 at 9:49 pm
Aww, Mike. Rest in peace, little guy.
On the bright side, Annabelle gets her house back.
July 7th, 2008 at 10:28 pm
In situations like this, I always ask “Why? Why could he/she not have led a longer, fuller life?”
Of course I always want the cuties, regardless of species, to live forever.
July 7th, 2008 at 11:22 pm
I must correct one thing. The decision to say goodbye was mine alone. The vet was willing to begin a series of treatments but there was no guarantee that the first would work,- in which case there would be more tests and his pain and weakening would be longer and likely end thi way anyway. He had a prolapsed rectum and the discomfort of that was obvious constantly in my efforts to keep him clean. He couldn’t manage it himself without making himself sicker. If the first treatment was not effective the next possible causes would be dangerous for our older cat and I chose not to protract Mike’s misery. Thank you all for caring.
July 8th, 2008 at 3:04 am
oh how sad! :(
July 8th, 2008 at 4:25 am
Poor little Mike.
July 8th, 2008 at 4:57 am
He didn’t look well but I’m sorry for your folks and that we won’t see his little face on your blog any more. Poor baby…but no more suffering now. I hope that this doesn’t keep your parents from rescuing other lost cats without homes!
July 8th, 2008 at 5:26 am
How sad!
RIP, li’l bro. :(
July 8th, 2008 at 5:41 am
I has a sad.
July 8th, 2008 at 8:54 am
Oh, poor wee Mike! RIP, little kitty.
July 8th, 2008 at 9:09 am
Aww, We’ll miss ya Mike. RIP
July 8th, 2008 at 10:03 am
sweet little mike…. god speed little buddy.
July 9th, 2008 at 2:57 pm
I’m a little late on my comment but I couldn’t pass on writing something about it. I was so happy for Mike to have found a caring family! My mom and I also rescue any strays (cats or dogs) that we find. Some make it, some don’t. But the reward comes from knowing that even if they don’t make it, you’ve made their departure a lot easier. It warms my heart to learn about human kindness towards those who can’t speak for themselves. God bless you!
Saludos
July 10th, 2008 at 9:08 pm
Awww I saw sweet little Mike on Flickr. Your poor Mom and Dad. May Mike rest in peace and play up in the clouds with those pretentious Cottonelle kittens. :P