GOOD BYE LISA

Yesterday we took a very difficult decision. I called our vet and asked her to come because Lisa couldn't eat anymore since two days and made terrible noises when she tried to eat. I gave her only the liquid of the food, but even that didn't work. Before she started to suffer and starving we thought it is better to help her over the Rainbow bridge. She died in my arms and is certainly happy that she could join her beloved Max who went to the bridge in May 2005 at the age of 19. Since he was gone she had changed and became a solitary cat. She supported the others but not too close.



Here she is maybe 6 months old. Max was like a mother to her or rather a father, they were always together and she slept against his big belly.



Lisa also loved to watch running water



napping in special places



and adored watching Mr. G shaving or sitting and helping him at the computer



She also was a good model



These are the last pictures. She had this big ball at her cheak, the size of a ping pong ball. As long as it didn't disturb her it didn't bother us eather. But probably it became bigger and that's why from one day to the other she couldn't eat anymore. Our vet said that anyway there was nothing to do anymore because her whole head was full of tumors.



This is the last picture of her, shortly before the vet came.

Fortunately we had time enough to spoil her and say good bye, so it is not so hard for us. But still, the house seams to be more empty. This morning I didn't have to let her out of her room, clean the litter box, wash and brush her, I have to get used to that. Lisa was exactly 18 years and 5 month old.

GOOD BYE TCHOPPY

Today, my best friend Ilona's cat Tcheupi (Tchoppy) decided himself to go over the rainbow bridge. He didn't want to fight anymore.

It all happened in such a short time not even 10 days. Suddenly he didn't want to eat or drink anymore. His kidneys were blocked. The vet tried to help by all means. Ilona did everything possible for him too. She had to give him up to two shots per hour to keep him hydrated. She bottle feeded him with special food. She didn't sleep anymore and became a shadow herself.

This morning at 7 am she called me and I drove over to her. Tcheupi was laying in his basket and looked as if he was already gone. But he was still breathing. We had an appointment at 10 am at the vet, to put him asleep. We put him in his basket in my car, Ilona was holding him and suddenly he had a last move and when we arrived at the vet, he only could confirm that he had died peacefully in her arms in my car. He was only 9 years old.











Tcheupi only a couple of months ago and how he still looked 3 weeks ago ! He was such a sweet and friendly cat.





Happy times, Ilona and I in Morocco