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Saying Goodbye is always painful.

Bailey's Mom

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My girl is watching me and is concerned, I have been crying on and off for a couple of hours. She doesn't understand...Mommy is sad, but so is Auntie. Auntie is crying..her little fur girl is dying and my sister is desperately trying to keep her alive so that Stella the Calico Cat can say goodbye to her mom who won't be home from Europe for a few more days.

Why do our pets own our hearts? They just do. It doesn't matter if they are a Mastiff or a Calico Cat...they own our hearts. Their soulful faces tell us that we matter, that they need us, and that we should stay close and help them...hold them and love them across the divide. Faithful creatures without whom our lives would be much darker, much more lonely, much more empty.

Our lives are blessed by them...I hope we are worthy of their love.

Forgive me friends, when Stella the Calico Cat leaves my sister's arms, I will send a Howl to Heaven...She Is Worthy...may she have a Mastiff Honour Guard to show her the way.
 

Zeela

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My heart aches for you, I am sorry for your pain, no matter what the pet is, dog, cat, bird, rabbit, etc... it is never easy to say Goodbye. All we can do is love and take care of them when they are with us and never forget that we gave them a wonderful stay on this planet for their lifetime span.
I wish you peace....
 

Nik

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My girl is watching me and is concerned, I have been crying on and off for a couple of hours. She doesn't understand...Mommy is sad, but so is Auntie. Auntie is crying..her little fur girl is dying and my sister is desperately trying to keep her alive so that Stella the Calico Cat can say goodbye to her mom who won't be home from Europe for a few more days.

Why do our pets own our hearts? They just do. It doesn't matter if they are a Mastiff or a Calico Cat...they own our hearts. Their soulful faces tell us that we matter, that they need us, and that we should stay close and help them...hold them and love them across the divide. Faithful creatures without whom our lives would be much darker, much more lonely, much more empty.

Our lives are blessed by them...I hope we are worthy of their love.

Forgive me friends, when Stella the Calico Cat leaves my sister's arms, I will send a Howl to Heaven...She Is Worthy...may she have a Mastiff Honour Guard to show her the way.

Sending lots of hugs and prayers that she holds on to say goodbye. I think it is completely appropriate that she is an honorary mastiff and gets a howl to heaven. <3
 

DenyMcKusker

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When I hear your howl I will howl. I am sad for you. I just had to let go of my 15 yr. old Pitty. During the most trying times in my life, she was there. Right there! I am trying to figure out how to let her go. I will howl! Take care, Deny
 

Sheila Braund

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As I read your post Bailey 's Mom, my heart is breaking for you, your sister and family. It's true they do steal our hearts.... and for that brief moment their in our life's we're forever grateful. No matter the size fur no fur they are family! I'm sending out a great howl.... For this wee fur baby. (((HUG)))
 

Bailey's Mom

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Stella is still holding on by a thread. Everyday she has sub cutaneous rehydration to keep her going (expensive making the trip to the vet everyday, though, they may learn how to do it themselves at home.) Stella's Mom has returned from Europe and the first rejoining was emotionally painful to watch...she'd been holding on so hard to see her family. I know...my sister is family, she is the beloved Aunt who has been her caretaker on numerous lengthy occasions, BUT...there is no one in her heart like her MOM.
So, we are waiting, and her Mom has adapted their home to make her last days happier. My sister is going in every day to visit and keep up the feeling of being loved and safe, and my brother (Stella's Love Interest!) walks next door to visit. Oh, Boy! We are a family of Mush Melons! One small little cat has us wrapped around her tiny paw. The funny thing is that my brother is terribly allergic to cats, but Stella picked him as her "love interest." And my brother's wife just shakes her head and puts up with it.
So friends, we will not howl today, nor maybe tomorrow, pain meds/anti-nauseous meds are keeping death outside the door. Our world waits for the little calico cat to tell us when it is time....
 

Bailey's Mom

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Stella has joined the stars. She left quietly this morning, snuggled in her little bed with her Mom and Dad nearby. My sister sat up all night thinking about her and crying. Stella was 20, a Grand Old Dame, a character, curious and engaging. She had been full of mischief when she was younger and kept my sister hopping with her jaunts through the neighbourhood. The phone would ring and it would be a neighbour or a guard down at the University...people were always finding her and helping her find her way home. Stella was full of love and she gave that love to her whole family and an admiring group of friends. She was a socialite...and loved company. Each year she celebrated her birthday with a party, and family and friends would gather to fete her.

Stella leaves behind a heartbroken family, her Mom, Dad, Sister, her grieving Auntie Maxine, and her "special love interest" Paul as well as a crowd of friends who came to love her well.

One tiny little calico cat...moved hearts everywhere. Let Us Howl For Her.
 

Bailey's Mom

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Thank you, Boxergirl. My sister unfortunately is going to have a very hard time of it, she lost her husband just before Christmas and Stella's mom and dad didn't want to add to her burden with caring for Stella when they were in Europe. My sister needed Stella and Stella needed her. I'm glad they relented. It gave the two of them the time to say good bye. The chasm of her grief is multiplied, but she wouldn't have given up a single day that she shared with her little girl. Stella was an amazing cat....

My sister told me she hopes there is a heaven where she can see Stella again...and Minouche...and Coffee, and all the others that have gone before but are never forgotten. I've told her, yes, there is, not just for humans, but for all our beloved pets. I HOLD TO THIS BELIEF. It is what makes each parting bareable.