To my Darling Shrek
|22-09-2009 - 07-01-2011|
|Pet Type:||Siamese cross.|
|Lived:||Sunshine Coast, QLD|
People especially children. Christmas decorations! His pink fish. Boxes. Wires that dad is using.
Affectionate, smart, cuddly, talkative, sweet, brave, quirky.
Shrek, ever since I first laid eyes on you at the RSPCA, I knew that you were special, we had a connection right from the start. I just had to convince your "Dad" to get you for my Christmas present in 2009. You are the most affectionate, sweet little boy I could imagine. You were so fearless as well, I remember the day we picked you up from the RSPCA, I had to make a stop at "Grandma's" on the way home and I was worried about how you would react to her 2 cats, instead of being scared or upset, you walked out of the cage and straight up to them, scaring them instead. You did the same thing to your two new brother's at home. It made me laugh so much to see a tiny little kitten chasing off two big cats.
Nothing ever worried you Shrek, not the dogs, car trips, strange places, you loved everyone and everything. When anyone would visit you would be the first to greet them and sit on their laps and purr your little head off and you never lost any of those traits as you grew either. You loved to go for car rides with me, as long as you could be out of your cage, exploring or sitting on my knee, I know people will think that it is dangerous, but I know of at least one time where I owe my life to the fact that you were on my knee making me drive slower than normal. You adored my neice's and nephews as well, didn't matter how old they were, and they could do just about anything to you and you would just sit there and purr. I remember when Ethan(2) was pulling your fur and poking you in the face and you just sat there happy as a clam. The only thing that you didn't like was when he sat on you, but instead of attacking him, you just got up and left, then came back to talk to him about 5 mins later.
Shrek you made me laugh so much with your crazy antics and wonderful personality. I was impressed when I even taught you to jump from the ground into my arms, and how to sit and wave. You were always there when I needed you, talking to me and cuddling up to me when I was down. You were especially helpful to me after your older brother, was taken from us so suddenly, you seemed to know I needed you more than ever. You were also my patient little model, when I was taking photo's to start my photography business.
It broke my heart that just before christmas in 2010, you didn't seem yourself and that you had stopped eating so much, so we took you to the vet. Our wonderful vet wasn't sure what was wrong with you so he did some tests, but they were inconclusive and he needed more specific tests done, but since it was so close to Christmas most of those places were closed. So my brave little Shrek you stayed at the vets over christmas on a drip and with the vet force feeding you so that you would get some nourishment. As soon as the specialist was open we took you down to see him, and learned that you had Feline Infectious Peritonitis, for which there is no vaccine and no cure. We were told that FIP is a genetic autoimmune-like disease and that it literally condemns your cat to death in a short amount of time. All of the vets, specialists and nurses, said what a brave and happy cat you were, for even when they were taking blood, doing tests or force feeding you, you were always purring and happy just to be near them.
We went back to our vets devestated that their was nothing that could be done to save you, my baby. The vet asked us what we wanted to do, he said that you might last a little while longer at home if we wanted. Both your 'dad' and I decided that we would take you home for whatever time we could get with you. My only problem was that we had to force feed you so you could survive longer, it was something with which I was never comfortable. You were home for about a day when you started having seizures, so I called the vet and he said that you were getting worse. I couldn't stand to see you suffering like that so we made the decision that after we went to see the Pet psychic to explain things to you, we would take you in to the vet the next day and have you put to sleep. I hope you understand how hard it was for us to make that decision, it hurt me so much, but I couldn't see you suffer anymore, even though you weren't aware of the seizures.
We had made an appoinment to see a pet psychic Liza Callen, as our friend had suggested. We went to see Liza very sad and hopeful that she could explain things to you and let you know how much we loved you and would miss you. Liza was truly amazing, she told us what you and your "siblings" were thinking and feeling about this whole episode and shocked us with some of the things she told us. I felt like we got to tell you all we wanted to tell you before you passed on and I hope that you understood what was happening. When it came time for you to leave this earth, it was hard, but you had your 'Grandma', 'Aunt', 'Dad' and me there to say goodbye to you, even the vet nurse AND the vet were in tears (which he said is something he never does) but that was just the effect you had on people around you. Everyone loved you, even those friends of ours who didn't like cats, loved you.
It was so hard to say goodbye to you, Shrek, it felt like we didn't have enough time together, and I truly wish we had more, but cherish every moment I spent with you and I miss you terribly everyday. I know in my heart that is was the right thing to do but it didn't make it any easier. You were such an important part in my life Shrek and I felt like we were connected by so much more, I hate the fact that you had to leave so soon, but know that you will always be with me and I will always love you.
Shrek we love you so much and miss you more and more each day. You were a truly exceptional little man, and it's saddens me to know that some people will never see what I and so many others saw in you. Shreky I hope you and your 'brother' Ari, who passed before you are together again.
Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us everyday, Unseen, unheard but always near. Still loved, still missed and very dear.
Rest In Peace my beautiful baby.