Mary and Stella
Member Since 2011
Stella's Condo
Hello everyone-
Stella (Feline) Morrissey
9/5/1999 North Hollywood, Ca - 10/2/2013 11:58am Orlando, FL
My two kitties (Stella and Boo) have been my family since 1999. Unfortunately, Stella has crossed the Rainbow Bridge and she is no longer with us. Stella lived a very good life.
Although she had almost recovered her pancreas (from Diabetes) the vet said she had too many other health complications and it was a matter of choosing her time. It was a decision I knew I was going to have to make. I decided I wanted her to go in my arms, not alone and in pain.
On 9/30/13 @ midnight Stella had a jolt on the couch next to me. I looked over and she was not breathing. I looked into her eyes and I think for a moment she was dead. I put my head onto her and told her I was not ready for her to die and started crying. She started breathing. Although she could breathe again something had happened. I think she had a stroke. Her back legs were no longer functioning and it looked like her diabetic neuropathy all over again.
I pretty much cried all day yesterday and could do nothing. A small hope in me that she would start walking normally. She didn't. She wouldn't eat or drink water either. She went to bed last night with me and Boo (my other kitty) and sometime in the night Stella left and went behind the couch. I knew that was her sign to me that I had to let her go.
Stella's records show she was born 9/05/99 but that was just a guess by the shelter. Stella's paperwork showed she only weighed 5 1/2 pounds. Stella was impounded on 12/29/99 and I finally was able to take her home on 1/03/00.
Stella spent some time in Santa Barbara. Modeling.
Stella enjoyed Florida.
Stella died in my arms purring. When the Dr. Porter put in the final injection Stella made a growl/purr that pretty much summed up who she was. It made us laugh. She felt my love around her and the sound of laughter.
Stella taught me things about life no human ever could. I gave her everything I had and I know she knew it. Boo (my other kitty) and I will miss her very much. Stella was an incredible creature.
I am still in shock. I am using sick time to get over this. I will hold Stella in my heart always.
Thank you to all on this board. You taught me to take Stella's BGs and adjust her dose. You saw us through so much and for that I am thankful. I have no words to express what you have done for me.
Thank you to DCIN who assisted me with Stella's care. Because of DCIN I was able to share life with Stella for 2 1/2 more years.
I tried to post pics of Stella. I must be too sad to get it to work properly.
Appreciate every moment. Don't put things off for another day. We know this. Practice what we know.
Thank you.
Mary and Stella (above us and in my heart always
Added Edit: 10/3/2013
I know some of you out there may question my decision. On this day after I would like to add a little more to FDMB. The tribute above was sent to my family with a slide show. I guess I didn't want to answer questions I knew would come. When I was younger, my mom took the same path with (MY) family kitty when I wasn't home. I mourned that loss never having said goodbye. I held a lot of anger toward my mom. My mom and I still mourn that kitty and we still miss her. After yesterday, I understand why my mom did what she did.
I put Stella's needs in front of mine.The vet had given me some alternatives, but he said they weren't guaranteed and involved risk. All I could think of was Stella passing in trauma without me on an operating table. I believe we both needed the peace and love of how it happened.
While it was happening I could feel Stella set loose an energy charge into my hand that was petting her. At the time I thought it was my shaking hand as I cried. Then I realized it was coming from Stella. I think she left her body at that time. I know you may think I am crazy, but I almost died when I was 16 and I have seen what is possible. I feel she left her body before the final injection. You see, Stella wanted to leave and she left on her terms.
Boo noticed Stella missing at dinner last night. Boo also held her head high looking for her as we went to bed. The last couple of times Boo got off the bed she used Stella's route (off the trunk next to the bed) almost as though she is taking Stella's path and might find her. I am so sad. I am literally moaning it hurts so much. I am trying to focus on the warmth and good she brought to me. I know she is pain free and happy now. I know she is playing with some of your kitties across the rainbow bridge...
Diabetic Cats in Need (DCIN) has also given Stella a FB tribute and the comments there have given so much love to Miss Stella https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?...04426611.36584.147717841924914&type=1&theater
To see more pics of Stella please go to her DCIN Tribute (at the bottom of the page) and consider making a donation on Stella's behalf. http://fdmb-cin.blogspot.com/
Hello everyone-
Stella (Feline) Morrissey
9/5/1999 North Hollywood, Ca - 10/2/2013 11:58am Orlando, FL
My two kitties (Stella and Boo) have been my family since 1999. Unfortunately, Stella has crossed the Rainbow Bridge and she is no longer with us. Stella lived a very good life.
Although she had almost recovered her pancreas (from Diabetes) the vet said she had too many other health complications and it was a matter of choosing her time. It was a decision I knew I was going to have to make. I decided I wanted her to go in my arms, not alone and in pain.
On 9/30/13 @ midnight Stella had a jolt on the couch next to me. I looked over and she was not breathing. I looked into her eyes and I think for a moment she was dead. I put my head onto her and told her I was not ready for her to die and started crying. She started breathing. Although she could breathe again something had happened. I think she had a stroke. Her back legs were no longer functioning and it looked like her diabetic neuropathy all over again.
I pretty much cried all day yesterday and could do nothing. A small hope in me that she would start walking normally. She didn't. She wouldn't eat or drink water either. She went to bed last night with me and Boo (my other kitty) and sometime in the night Stella left and went behind the couch. I knew that was her sign to me that I had to let her go.
Stella's records show she was born 9/05/99 but that was just a guess by the shelter. Stella's paperwork showed she only weighed 5 1/2 pounds. Stella was impounded on 12/29/99 and I finally was able to take her home on 1/03/00.
Stella spent some time in Santa Barbara. Modeling.
Stella enjoyed Florida.
Stella died in my arms purring. When the Dr. Porter put in the final injection Stella made a growl/purr that pretty much summed up who she was. It made us laugh. She felt my love around her and the sound of laughter.
Stella taught me things about life no human ever could. I gave her everything I had and I know she knew it. Boo (my other kitty) and I will miss her very much. Stella was an incredible creature.
I am still in shock. I am using sick time to get over this. I will hold Stella in my heart always.
Thank you to all on this board. You taught me to take Stella's BGs and adjust her dose. You saw us through so much and for that I am thankful. I have no words to express what you have done for me.
Thank you to DCIN who assisted me with Stella's care. Because of DCIN I was able to share life with Stella for 2 1/2 more years.
I tried to post pics of Stella. I must be too sad to get it to work properly.
Appreciate every moment. Don't put things off for another day. We know this. Practice what we know.
Thank you.
Mary and Stella (above us and in my heart always
Added Edit: 10/3/2013
I know some of you out there may question my decision. On this day after I would like to add a little more to FDMB. The tribute above was sent to my family with a slide show. I guess I didn't want to answer questions I knew would come. When I was younger, my mom took the same path with (MY) family kitty when I wasn't home. I mourned that loss never having said goodbye. I held a lot of anger toward my mom. My mom and I still mourn that kitty and we still miss her. After yesterday, I understand why my mom did what she did.
I put Stella's needs in front of mine.The vet had given me some alternatives, but he said they weren't guaranteed and involved risk. All I could think of was Stella passing in trauma without me on an operating table. I believe we both needed the peace and love of how it happened.
While it was happening I could feel Stella set loose an energy charge into my hand that was petting her. At the time I thought it was my shaking hand as I cried. Then I realized it was coming from Stella. I think she left her body at that time. I know you may think I am crazy, but I almost died when I was 16 and I have seen what is possible. I feel she left her body before the final injection. You see, Stella wanted to leave and she left on her terms.
Boo noticed Stella missing at dinner last night. Boo also held her head high looking for her as we went to bed. The last couple of times Boo got off the bed she used Stella's route (off the trunk next to the bed) almost as though she is taking Stella's path and might find her. I am so sad. I am literally moaning it hurts so much. I am trying to focus on the warmth and good she brought to me. I know she is pain free and happy now. I know she is playing with some of your kitties across the rainbow bridge...
Diabetic Cats in Need (DCIN) has also given Stella a FB tribute and the comments there have given so much love to Miss Stella https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?...04426611.36584.147717841924914&type=1&theater
To see more pics of Stella please go to her DCIN Tribute (at the bottom of the page) and consider making a donation on Stella's behalf. http://fdmb-cin.blogspot.com/
