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It's the best I have. All were lost in a computer crash.
When I saw him for the first time I
knew he was coming home with me. He was at the local shelter
ready for adoption. He was a very smart Siamese kitten that
nobody wanted. Beautiful I might add too. He was only 7
weeks old. At the tender age of 4 months I found out he had FeLV
virus during the period he was in for a checkup and to get
neutered. He also had a foul smell coming from his mouth.
So he was put on medicines and he did get better.
He didn't get sick until 6 weeks prior
to his passing. He caught a cold and couldn't shake it off. He
developed a growth above his left eye and forehead. I took him
into the Vets and he needed to have exploratory surgery to find
out what was causing the growth. I got a call from the Vet
and I totally lost it emotionally. I had to have my hubby
converse with the Vet about this during surgery. The surgery was
stopped for some moments to tell us what was found. It was
attached to his left eye and eating away the skull. So they took
out as much as possible, but it didn't look good. So the surgery
was over. Taz did not wake up from it and after 3 hours there
were still no movements of his eyes or body. So I had to make
the choice and let him go to the Rainbow Bridge. He was only 2
years old and he died on 01/16/02. This was just not supposed to
Memories of Taz will be with me always.
He has a special place in my heart. He loved to fetch his little
cushion balls and bring them back to me. He loved to give kisses
too. I miss him sleeping with me. When it was time for his
medicines he got up on the counter to take them. I miss his
talking to me (very smartly) like he understood everything we
both talked about. I miss his greeting me when I came home
His favorite spot was sitting on my lap
while my legs were crossed. He loved everyone even, his Vets,
and everyone loved him as well. When the staff heard about what
had happened they shed tears for him as well. He was their
favorite. Taz had a way of getting people that didn't care much
for cats to like him too. He was an amazing cat for sure.
I also taught him to jump from the floor up to my shoulders
without using his claws, and he loved being up there to take
little walks around the house. It was his place to do just that.