Post by Deleted on May 15, 2015 17:45:13 GMT
May 15, 2015
Pippin came to us as a feral kitten, she was born under our mobile home when we lived in Arlington, TX one cold February evening.
She was taken to the humane shelter under their spay and release program, was spayed and declared by them to be unadoptable and returned to us to release.
Well I couldn’t let a cute little thing like that out to get run over by a car or eaten by a coyote so we had our 3rd cat. My wife worked with her, holding and petting her while Pippin both hissed and purred at the same time. Eventually we won her over and she joined our growing clan.
She had a purr motor that just wouldn’t quit and would lick you while you were holding her – no wonder they said she was unadoptable.
She was diagnosed with a heart murmur a couple years after she came to us and was on medication for that the last 7 or 8 years.
She had been ill lately and today could not use her back legs and was obviously in great pain.
My wife heard her meowing in pain and found her on the floor not moving. She called me on her way to the vet and I told her not to let Pippin suffer. The vet diagnosed a blood clot that was blocking the back half of her body from getting blood and it was quickly decided not to let her suffer. We had been told when she was first diagnosed with the heart condition that this might eventually happen.
She passed quietly in my wife’s arms since I was at work, joining; Patches, Fluffy and Simba who I am sure were waiting for their little sister as she crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
She is survived by feline sister and brother Tigger and Nemo and her new canine sister Emma
Pippin came to us as a feral kitten, she was born under our mobile home when we lived in Arlington, TX one cold February evening.
She was taken to the humane shelter under their spay and release program, was spayed and declared by them to be unadoptable and returned to us to release.
Well I couldn’t let a cute little thing like that out to get run over by a car or eaten by a coyote so we had our 3rd cat. My wife worked with her, holding and petting her while Pippin both hissed and purred at the same time. Eventually we won her over and she joined our growing clan.
She had a purr motor that just wouldn’t quit and would lick you while you were holding her – no wonder they said she was unadoptable.
She was diagnosed with a heart murmur a couple years after she came to us and was on medication for that the last 7 or 8 years.
She had been ill lately and today could not use her back legs and was obviously in great pain.
My wife heard her meowing in pain and found her on the floor not moving. She called me on her way to the vet and I told her not to let Pippin suffer. The vet diagnosed a blood clot that was blocking the back half of her body from getting blood and it was quickly decided not to let her suffer. We had been told when she was first diagnosed with the heart condition that this might eventually happen.
She passed quietly in my wife’s arms since I was at work, joining; Patches, Fluffy and Simba who I am sure were waiting for their little sister as she crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
She is survived by feline sister and brother Tigger and Nemo and her new canine sister Emma
