Syracuse is actually closeish to the place I actually lived. One of those little baby township places. Have you ever been up through the Finger Lakes?
Animals that know me have a habit of coming to me for their last moments, if they can. An oddly beautiful, if wrenching, thing. And yes, the trust implicit in it is intense. Schrodinger was a particularly sad case, though. What killed her was essentially depression. I'd been handfeeding and watering her for days, sometimes actually having to stroke her throat to get her to swallow - but it wasn't enough - she'd just given up. She'd lost a litter of kittens - they came far too early - and we thought she'd healed her heart by taking over for her daughter. It certainly seemed to work, until the last two were found a home. Then she just stopped. I can imagine the joyous... and know all too well the messy.
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Date: 2007-07-21 03:59 pm (UTC)Have you ever been up through the Finger Lakes?
Animals that know me have a habit of coming to me for their last moments, if they can. An oddly beautiful, if wrenching, thing. And yes, the trust implicit in it is intense. Schrodinger was a particularly sad case, though. What killed her was essentially depression. I'd been handfeeding and watering her for days, sometimes actually having to stroke her throat to get her to swallow - but it wasn't enough - she'd just given up. She'd lost a litter of kittens - they came far too early - and we thought she'd healed her heart by taking over for her daughter. It certainly seemed to work, until the last two were found a home. Then she just stopped.
I can imagine the joyous... and know all too well the messy.