I lost my darling Frankie today. His body could no longer fight the good fight and although he fought to the very end, his body just would hold out any longer. He had several heart attacks and several seizures. His hind end was paralyzed for more than two hours before he passed. Finally, his whole body would no longer respond to his brain's commands - and even then he still tried to hang on - But, just before he passed, he managed to give me five or six kisses on my arm...
It was a sad and difficult passing, but Frankie and I got to share many happy days with many loving moments over the past two months. Every morning and every night Mr. Frankie got "Momma Time". This is where I would take Frank out of the cage and give him his meds. Then he would get his special food (Merrick Kitten food); his favorite was Turducken. After that we had cuddle time, where I would encircle my arms and he would poke his nose into one elbow and then the other before he settled down at one side and waited for me to breathe on him and make him nice and toasty. While we were cuddling, he would brux and brux and give me lots of kisses on my arms and hands. In the evening, he got to sit next to me on the couch in his cozy, warm wicker pet bed and eat as many treats as he could (which, unfortunately wasn't many due to his breathing). He was the only rattie that got to come out every day, twice a day. I miss him terribly and always will...
Frankie will find a permanent home with his brother Freddie in my mom's lily garden...
It was a sad and difficult passing, but Frankie and I got to share many happy days with many loving moments over the past two months. Every morning and every night Mr. Frankie got "Momma Time". This is where I would take Frank out of the cage and give him his meds. Then he would get his special food (Merrick Kitten food); his favorite was Turducken. After that we had cuddle time, where I would encircle my arms and he would poke his nose into one elbow and then the other before he settled down at one side and waited for me to breathe on him and make him nice and toasty. While we were cuddling, he would brux and brux and give me lots of kisses on my arms and hands. In the evening, he got to sit next to me on the couch in his cozy, warm wicker pet bed and eat as many treats as he could (which, unfortunately wasn't many due to his breathing). He was the only rattie that got to come out every day, twice a day. I miss him terribly and always will...
Frankie will find a permanent home with his brother Freddie in my mom's lily garden...
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