Stopping by

Hi all,

I hope everyone is having a good week. I am popping in for a bit. I am feeling more better this week, still a little stiff and have to watch what I do but my arm is more better this week. Hopefully it goes away soon and stays away! My dad arrived in town the other day he will be here until Sunday so I have been busy. I won't see him now until Thursday these next few days he has some other relatives that he wants to see while he is here in town, that will give me time to catch up on some things here. I have been not in the mood for a while to do a lot here. On Sunday morning my cat Tom passed away. He had been sick for over a month and during that time had a few strokes but recovered from them not completely but he did. For a brief moment I was hopeful because 2 weeks ago we took Tommy to the vet and at that time he was almost on death's door. I had called and told them that I think he is dying I was wondering if maybe the vet could look at him to see if there is anything he can do for Tom or what he thinks we should do. I honestly thought that day he was going to tell me it is for the best to put Tommy to sleep. But he gave him a shot of cortisone so he can get around easily and a shot of Vitamin B to help stimulate his appetite and it did work for a short while but he still was slow to get around and tired out easily. I knew on Saturday night though that he was dying I looked at him and noticed he was starting to walk like he was drunk and had no balance which meant he had another stroke. His breathing was more rapid and was out of breath easily. So at bedtime I made a bed for him on our bed because he liked to sleep between us in bed every night. He slept through the night but when I got up in the morning to take the dog out he woke up a few moments later and was able to get off of the bed but then he dropped to the ground. He got up a moment later to get to the bathroom and he dropped to the ground there and was gone within minutes. I knew at that point he was going quick so I woke up Mike so he could say goodbye to him and we pet him and talked to him and told him we loved him until he was gone. After my Annie girl passed away in October Tommy kinda seemed to be depressed because I think he missed his pal. He stopped playing and running around like he used to do and just kept to himself. I use to call them the Grandma and Grandpa of the house because they were so close in age. Annie was 16 and Tom 17. They use to do everything together. I am so happy that I had 11 wonderful years with my Tommy. I used to always call him my rag doll because he reminded me of one so much. When we got him he was an abused cat. He was blind in the one eye, had little pieces of his ear missing and his tail had been broken at one point but never healed the right way so it was always crooked. It always use to feel so funny to accidentally touch his tail. Tommy knew we loved him and that he was in a house full of love. I am happy that I was able to give him a loving home all these years after having such a rough start. Having to say goodbye is always hard to do. I have been around animals all my life and have been able to witness the miracle of birth to watching them die and care for them in their final hours. Watching them go is always the hardest part and I wish I did not have to do so. I like to think old man Tom is with his pal Annie now and they are happy and paling around like they use to do all the time.

Before I close I wanted to mention, that from now on I will be moderating my blog. A few of my friends have been having issues with someone leaving nasty comments on their blog but whoever is doing it is anonymous so no one knows who is doing it. Since then I decided to moderate so that way if it happens I can filter what comes through. I hate to do this but think it is for the best. I hope I saved the setting right on my blog I will find out soon enough.