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For those who are following this build: sorry for the interruption but I'm still affected from the death of the cat who chose us as his humans and modelling is not so attractive to me for the moment.
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Moreover, I'm now focusing my forlorn remaining mojo on the new "cave".
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Hope you will be still there when I'm back.
Andrea, I totally know how you feel.
I have to tell you here a little sad story, I hope you do not mind "derailing" the thread...
We had this homeless cat coming to our apartment door to eat, we were feeding him and giving him water.
He was wild and never let touch him, but he was close and responded with "miau" when we talked to him.
We named him "Kiddy", like a combination of kitty and kiddie.
One day, we see him lying down in the bush and crying and not walking.
We took him to the animal hospital, they examined him and told him that it can be couple thousand dollars, I said, OK, just save the cat, I have my tax return money coming, I will use it instead of making a new computer.
Hours went by, lady said that he is getting to breath without oxygen, and we can take him home.
Time goes by, we ask, what takes so long, the doctor comes out and says that she strongly recommends putting him to sleep as his infection is so big that if we take him home, he will die anyway and suffer.
We just were in shock, from being happy to take "Kiddy" home to putting him to sleep....what a tragedy.
We said, well, if he is going to suffer than he will not survive anyway than we will agree to put him to sleep.
At the first I walked out of the room as I could not imagine to see him dying....
Then I think, no I can not just wait here, I have to be with him and my wife Carolina holding him when he gets the shot.
I came back in, he already got his shot...
I started patting his little paw and I could not say a word, like someone was choking me.
I had tears in my eyes, I have some now as well.
Such a little innocent kitty, we did all we could and could not save him.
I am attaching what we got of him, the paw print which is now in frame sitting on my desk shelf.
That is the story of how human can get so close to a homeless cat.
He was just a homeless cat but my and my wife's hearts were just broken.
Thank God, we do not forget but we do not think about it all the time but when I do, I feel something in my throat and tears in my eyes......
Andy, I am very sorry to "derail" your thread, but the picture of your cat just brought back the memories and I had to share it.....
P.S. Nice new working area. I am jealous! No, I am happy for you.
I have to tell you here a little sad story, I hope you do not mind "derailing" the thread...
We had this homeless cat coming to our apartment door to eat, we were feeding him and giving him water.
He was wild and never let touch him, but he was close and responded with "miau" when we talked to him.
We named him "Kiddy", like a combination of kitty and kiddie.
One day, we see him lying down in the bush and crying and not walking.
We took him to the animal hospital, they examined him and told him that it can be couple thousand dollars, I said, OK, just save the cat, I have my tax return money coming, I will use it instead of making a new computer.
Hours went by, lady said that he is getting to breath without oxygen, and we can take him home.
Time goes by, we ask, what takes so long, the doctor comes out and says that she strongly recommends putting him to sleep as his infection is so big that if we take him home, he will die anyway and suffer.
We just were in shock, from being happy to take "Kiddy" home to putting him to sleep....what a tragedy.
We said, well, if he is going to suffer than he will not survive anyway than we will agree to put him to sleep.
At the first I walked out of the room as I could not imagine to see him dying....
Then I think, no I can not just wait here, I have to be with him and my wife Carolina holding him when he gets the shot.
I came back in, he already got his shot...
I started patting his little paw and I could not say a word, like someone was choking me.
I had tears in my eyes, I have some now as well.
Such a little innocent kitty, we did all we could and could not save him.
I am attaching what we got of him, the paw print which is now in frame sitting on my desk shelf.
That is the story of how human can get so close to a homeless cat.
He was just a homeless cat but my and my wife's hearts were just broken.
Thank God, we do not forget but we do not think about it all the time but when I do, I feel something in my throat and tears in my eyes......
Andy, I am very sorry to "derail" your thread, but the picture of your cat just brought back the memories and I had to share it.....
P.S. Nice new working area. I am jealous! No, I am happy for you.
Thank you, Andrzej.
Our story is very close to yours. He wasn't a stray cat as he was our neighbours' pet but we were the ones he chose as his humans.
He had a bad stomach cancer and when his suffering were so evident, we had to call the vet (neigbours have a different approach to pets:angry ... and you already know how the things go, both for him and for us... :crying:
Thank you, Andrzej.
Our story is very close to yours. He wasn't a stray cat as he was our neighbours' pet but we were the ones he chose as his humans.
He had a bad stomach cancer and when his suffering were so evident, we had to call the vet (neigbours have a different approach to pets:angry ... and you already know how the things go, both for him and for us... :crying:
Andrea
Yes, I know.... they will be always in our hearts, Andy but we have to just keep on going and try to be happy.
They are already over the rainbow Bridge, one day we will all be.
Still very hard feelings when I think about Kiddy.....
I forgot to mention, when we were going to the hospital, he was in the cage we use to transport Merlin (our home cat) with the door open.
He for the first (and last) time pulled out his paw and Carolina was gently rubbing him and trying to comfort him, it almost felt that he understood it.... I have to stop writing, more tears coming... sorry.
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