Diva
04-11-02, 06:52AM
My Luigi...
Born: May 1992 ~ Died: December 13, 2001
He's gone. He died quietly in my arms and the pain is over for him. Me? Mine is just beginning. The healing is always the worst. When I left the vet I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was from the piece that I left inside. He died from Squamous Cell Carcinoma in his jaw and the soft tissue around it. This is one of the most aggressive cancers. It's also common in cats. How do they get it so frequently? Simple. Humans. We poison our air, our ground, our water. We pollute and poison our animals with chemicals and food that is not healthy for human consumption. We give them our diseases like HIV and Feline Leukemia. Do you know what this means? It means shit. I can rage at the world seeking someone or thing to blame. But it won't bring Luigi back.
I walked into the petstore, looking for kitty litter. In the middle of the floor was this gold cage. It reminded me of a big birdcage. Sitting and staring back at me was this tiny kitten. The owner opened the cage and he nonchalantly hopped out and sauntered around the area like he owned the place. He fit on the palm of my hand and had the biggest purr. I had to have him. I lived two blocks away so the manager put him in a cardboard box for the ride. Luigi screamed like he was being tortured. People looked at my car... and that was with the window up! I almost took him back. I made a mad dash for my apartment with him wailing all the way. When I opened the door Trouble was already giving me the 'What the hell is in that box? Oh no, that gots ta go' look. I practically ripped open the box and out he popped. Right onto my chest. Nails first. Then it was my turn to wail. Since then, I never looked back. He was the greatest cat. He fetched, cuddled and purred like a motor boat. As much as my heart is aching right now, I wouldn't of had it any other way.
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi010.jpg
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi002.jpg
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi000.jpg
Born: May 1992 ~ Died: December 13, 2001
He's gone. He died quietly in my arms and the pain is over for him. Me? Mine is just beginning. The healing is always the worst. When I left the vet I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was from the piece that I left inside. He died from Squamous Cell Carcinoma in his jaw and the soft tissue around it. This is one of the most aggressive cancers. It's also common in cats. How do they get it so frequently? Simple. Humans. We poison our air, our ground, our water. We pollute and poison our animals with chemicals and food that is not healthy for human consumption. We give them our diseases like HIV and Feline Leukemia. Do you know what this means? It means shit. I can rage at the world seeking someone or thing to blame. But it won't bring Luigi back.
I walked into the petstore, looking for kitty litter. In the middle of the floor was this gold cage. It reminded me of a big birdcage. Sitting and staring back at me was this tiny kitten. The owner opened the cage and he nonchalantly hopped out and sauntered around the area like he owned the place. He fit on the palm of my hand and had the biggest purr. I had to have him. I lived two blocks away so the manager put him in a cardboard box for the ride. Luigi screamed like he was being tortured. People looked at my car... and that was with the window up! I almost took him back. I made a mad dash for my apartment with him wailing all the way. When I opened the door Trouble was already giving me the 'What the hell is in that box? Oh no, that gots ta go' look. I practically ripped open the box and out he popped. Right onto my chest. Nails first. Then it was my turn to wail. Since then, I never looked back. He was the greatest cat. He fetched, cuddled and purred like a motor boat. As much as my heart is aching right now, I wouldn't of had it any other way.
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi010.jpg
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi002.jpg
http://www.nochicktrix.com/xmisc/cats/luigi000.jpg