Ella & Rusty & Stu(GA)
Member Since 2010
Hi L&LL,
This is a remembrance of that awful day: the fires, the sense of disbelief, the smoke everywhere, not being able to walk home (to Brooklyn) until evening because the bridges were closed and no subways were running, our local fire house--a first- responder unit that lost half of it's firefighters--, the air full of office stationary from the World Trade Center, some of it charred, some pristine letterhead, the smoldering ruins and the smell that took months to dissipate.
But 9/11 brought us two of the most wonderful kitties. We adopted Stu from the ASPCA 2 weeks after 9/11 because we thought there would be many cats whose people were killed in the attack. We took him home on the subway because the streets were impossibly clogged. It was rush hour. He meowed and his big white feet were sticking out of the holes in the cardboard carrier. The other passengers were curious. Fast-forward 6 years. Stu developed diabetes. We shot "blind" for 4 years until we were switched to Lantus because Stu's insulin had been discontinued. Lantus dosing was very different and the vet didn't take that into account. Stu was overdosed and we almost lost him. That was when I found this board (in January 2010).
Fast-forward to November 2010. Stu had arrived at the Bridge in September. We missed him very much. Then we learned about Rusty, who needed to be re-homed. It was an easy decision. We "knew" (or thought we knew) feline diabetes, so we stepped up. Rusty came to us via a DCIN relay transport through Canada. Everyone on the board was following his journey. How wonderful was that first night when this splendid kitty jumped up on our bed and snuggled down between his beans. We miss him so much now that he has traveled to the Bridge. We see him everywhere. Soon I will post a remembrance of him, but tonight I just wanted to reflect on the event that was responsible for bringing so much joy into our lives.
Stu, the 911 kitty--diabetes, the link--Rusty.
Here are their avatars:
And here's the WTC from our Brooklyn roof, before 9/11
This is a remembrance of that awful day: the fires, the sense of disbelief, the smoke everywhere, not being able to walk home (to Brooklyn) until evening because the bridges were closed and no subways were running, our local fire house--a first- responder unit that lost half of it's firefighters--, the air full of office stationary from the World Trade Center, some of it charred, some pristine letterhead, the smoldering ruins and the smell that took months to dissipate.
But 9/11 brought us two of the most wonderful kitties. We adopted Stu from the ASPCA 2 weeks after 9/11 because we thought there would be many cats whose people were killed in the attack. We took him home on the subway because the streets were impossibly clogged. It was rush hour. He meowed and his big white feet were sticking out of the holes in the cardboard carrier. The other passengers were curious. Fast-forward 6 years. Stu developed diabetes. We shot "blind" for 4 years until we were switched to Lantus because Stu's insulin had been discontinued. Lantus dosing was very different and the vet didn't take that into account. Stu was overdosed and we almost lost him. That was when I found this board (in January 2010).
Fast-forward to November 2010. Stu had arrived at the Bridge in September. We missed him very much. Then we learned about Rusty, who needed to be re-homed. It was an easy decision. We "knew" (or thought we knew) feline diabetes, so we stepped up. Rusty came to us via a DCIN relay transport through Canada. Everyone on the board was following his journey. How wonderful was that first night when this splendid kitty jumped up on our bed and snuggled down between his beans. We miss him so much now that he has traveled to the Bridge. We see him everywhere. Soon I will post a remembrance of him, but tonight I just wanted to reflect on the event that was responsible for bringing so much joy into our lives.
Stu, the 911 kitty--diabetes, the link--Rusty.
Here are their avatars:
And here's the WTC from our Brooklyn roof, before 9/11



