HollyandSpader(GA)
Member Since 2009
I just said goodbye to my buddy, Peanut Butter. She came into my life after my semi feral cat, Squirt, passed away. She showed up one day and I earned her trust over time. She became mine officially after we scanned her for a chip and nothing came up. I put up flyers and nobody called. After caring for her when she got in a fight with a cat and then a raccoon, she eventually realized that the space I set aside for her in my garage was the bomb. She had a set up!
She had a safe life in my yard and garage until one day when some dogs were being walked illegally on a right of way next to my house, got under two gates and attacked her. She was ok, thankfully and got laser treatments for the arthritis and some bumps twice a week for about two years after the attack. She was moved into her own room here in the house and has enjoyed the safety of the inside but missed the outdoors.
She didn't want to hang out with the other cats and I respected that.
She didn't want to tell the animal communicator her name because she didn't like it and it reminded her of where she lived a while back. It was Princess. I am glad that she said that she hated that name because it was one that I was considering for her.
She became my princess, but I never uttered the P word.
She was in perfect health until a couple of weeks ago. She had a big dental in October, a root canal earlier this month and then fell ill with a few different health issues, including diabetes, and unfortunately she is in too much pain to continue on so she will be earning her wings in a couple of hours when one of our great vets makes a house call.
We hung out in her room together all day and I'll miss her so much, but I want her to be pain free.
Thanks again for helping this FD veteran turned newbie over the past couple of weeks.
She had a safe life in my yard and garage until one day when some dogs were being walked illegally on a right of way next to my house, got under two gates and attacked her. She was ok, thankfully and got laser treatments for the arthritis and some bumps twice a week for about two years after the attack. She was moved into her own room here in the house and has enjoyed the safety of the inside but missed the outdoors.
She didn't want to hang out with the other cats and I respected that.
She didn't want to tell the animal communicator her name because she didn't like it and it reminded her of where she lived a while back. It was Princess. I am glad that she said that she hated that name because it was one that I was considering for her.
She was in perfect health until a couple of weeks ago. She had a big dental in October, a root canal earlier this month and then fell ill with a few different health issues, including diabetes, and unfortunately she is in too much pain to continue on so she will be earning her wings in a couple of hours when one of our great vets makes a house call.
We hung out in her room together all day and I'll miss her so much, but I want her to be pain free.
Thanks again for helping this FD veteran turned newbie over the past couple of weeks.

You gave sweet Peanut Butter a wonderful life.