I just wanted to thank everyone for your kind words and condolences.
Moey was one of a kind. He was my guardian kitty. He use to protect me from my own droolers LOL! Moey taught me how to speak catinese. I learned so much about cat language from him. He was the first to show me how to speak without making a sound....just with my eyes. He showed me the subtle body language of the cat world. Through Moey's teachings, I learned how to better communicate with the kitties in the veterinary setting. I was called the cat whisperer at the spay/neuter clinic, where I use to work. Moey aided me in making those kitties' Vet. experience more pleasant. Moey taught me A LOT about feline diabetes. More than I EVER wanted to know. If it wasn't for Moey(and Ittle) I would have never found this wonderful group of people called the FDMB. My ole' fur pants was the epitome of what true cat greatness is suppose to be like! He never complained, even in his final moments. Before I found the FDMB, I use to get blood samples from his back leg, as they do in Vet. clinics. I wasn't testing frequently prior to the FDMD and Lantus. We would curve once a month in those days(he was on NPH for a LONG time). Nonetheless, I used his back leg for blood samples on curve day. Imagine what this poor cat went through. Moey was thrilled that we found the FDMB.....finally blood samples from the back leg were banished and ear pokes ensued. Moey was the most stoic cat I ever had the pleasure to be around. He never grumbled. He was the most compliant kitty. He always jumped on the bed when he heard the snap of the glucose strip lid. He knew it was testing time. He didn't complain during his fluid administration over the past month or so. He would go to the table for fluid administration. I think he knew it was helping him. Moey always had a purr and a head butt for me at the end of his treatments. He NEVER complained. When Moey was made, the mold was broken. There will never be another like him. He went through soooo much in his short life of almost 17yrs. From ureteral obstruction resulting in acute renal failure to diabetes and etc. He always came out of the other side of the tunnel with a purr in his heart and a head butt in his thoughts. I'm lost without the ole' fur pants. I have no schedule to keep anymore. I think he did show me a sign that he's happy and healthy now. Yesterday, on our way back from town, the DH and I saw a rainbow. As we got closer to home we realized the rainbow was almost directly over our house. I don't look too much into stuff like this but, I believe in my heart he was telling me he's ok. He has plenty of company and many new friends from the FDMB GAs.
Thanks again to everyone for your help in our FD journey.
Mandy
Moey, even though my heart breaks and the tears overflow for every little reminder of you, it was worth it. You taught me more about myself and life than any before you. I will never forget you my ole' fur pants! I love you Mr. Moe!
I know you've been agonizing over this for quite some time. I'm sending you a huge virtual hug to help you during this time. Just know that he's in no pain now...resting with the other GA's...
