i have never been to the finger lakes, but i hear they are beautiful. i have never seen kittens being born...i would love to have the experience some time.
there must be something about you to make them trust you. animals and small children like me, and i thought i had a way with them, but i've never experienced the sort of thing you have. schrodinger must have been a very sensitive and connected animal to become so depressed as to lose interest in life.
luther died because all of his bone marrow turned to fat and scar tissue - he didn't have enough red blood cells to transport oxygen efficiently to his body, but even the vets at the university couldn't figure out if it was primary or secondary or come to a diagnosis. they said it could have been cancer or FeLV or some other immune virus (i doubt the FeLV because madeleine is negative for it and symptomless - which is possible, but rare). he gradually stopped eating much and spent more and more of his days hiding behind the couch or the door in the study. it was pretty clear when he was ready to go. i have loved all my animals (i grew up with dogs and gerbils and mice and guinea pigs and potbelly pigs and fish and butterflies and frogs) with the exception of the fish. but luther's death hit me harder than any of the others ever have. as much as my dogs have been devoted friends, i have never had love from an animal like luther loved me, and i have never loved an animal the way i love him. he went out of his way to let me know, and he came into my life at a time when i sorely needed him.
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Date: 2007-07-21 05:12 pm (UTC)i have never seen kittens being born...i would love to have the experience some time.
there must be something about you to make them trust you. animals and small children like me, and i thought i had a way with them, but i've never experienced the sort of thing you have. schrodinger must have been a very sensitive and connected animal to become so depressed as to lose interest in life.
luther died because all of his bone marrow turned to fat and scar tissue - he didn't have enough red blood cells to transport oxygen efficiently to his body, but even the vets at the university couldn't figure out if it was primary or secondary or come to a diagnosis. they said it could have been cancer or FeLV or some other immune virus (i doubt the FeLV because madeleine is negative for it and symptomless - which is possible, but rare). he gradually stopped eating much and spent more and more of his days hiding behind the couch or the door in the study. it was pretty clear when he was ready to go.
i have loved all my animals (i grew up with dogs and gerbils and mice and guinea pigs and potbelly pigs and fish and butterflies and frogs) with the exception of the fish. but luther's death hit me harder than any of the others ever have. as much as my dogs have been devoted friends, i have never had love from an animal like luther loved me, and i have never loved an animal the way i love him. he went out of his way to let me know, and he came into my life at a time when i sorely needed him.