I am reading this and your private messages, and the sweet notes on the candles that have been lit for Donovan and Butthead. I am truly and deeply touched beyond words, and still in a state of disbelief that he is gone. I could not bear to look at much of anything earlier today since I had to work, and the slightest thing would make me start sobbing :cry:
I am probably going to take Donny to Pet Memorial Park (
http://www.petmempark.com -where Butthead was taken) on Thursday. He is currently wrapped in a blanket in my chest freezer. It is very oddly comforting to still have him here. Butthead was taken away immediately afterward by my vet and ended up staying in "storage" there for a while before he was picked up. I don't want Donny to be sitting there, so I'm going to take him myself. Tomorrow I want to try to get a paw impression from him, another thing I was not able to do with Butthead. If anyone has done that before, please advise. I found a clay kit at the craft store, but I guess you can also do it with plaster or cement.
Weirdness: Donny is on the FDMB calendar this month. My cat Andrew, whom Donovan was named after (Captain Shane Andrew Abraham Donovan), also left me in November, in 1995. I received my Scottish Fold Rescue calendar on Monday, and was in the midst of opening it up and looking at it when I noticed that Donny was in trouble. After years of submitting photos of Butthead, this year he finally received the honor of being chosen to be in that calendar. The final BG on Donny's SS occurred on the last line before formatting mysteriously changed. Now I don't have to worry about fixing it. Butthead's special rose gave me two blooms before it dried up and as far as I can tell, died. A short while ago I had thought it meant something else, and now I think it means that I would lose my two boys close together. It didn't seem possible, and yet, it happened.
I want to share Donovan's story from the beginning, and I will do that sometime soon. I think only a few of you here have heard it. I also want to find old VHS videos of Donny as a kitten and experiencing his first snowfall. He came to Massachusetts from Florida, so it was all new to him. And I need to find photos of Donovan and baby Butthead taken by a professional photographer back when they were both going to cat shows together. Did I ever tell you about that time Donovan was going to the vet for his yearly check and as I was taking the carrier to the car thought "Geez Donny, you need to lose some weight." Unbeknownst to me, Butthead had crawled into it and taken a nap before I shoved Donny in. There he was, all squished in behind Donny.
Maybe someday I will understand why both of my precious boys, two of the few sources of joy that I had, were taken, but right now it makes absolutely no sense to me. Very little of my life is making sense, including quite possibly this post.
Love and prayers to everyone. I don't know what I would do without you.
MJ