can i snorgles his belleh?

thats cute.
its amazing how you can love something so much. The fact that you would go out of your way to figure out a solution to his problem rather than just give him up.

To Iole – I had a cat that used to miss the litterbox quite often. We bought some sheets of scrap linoleum from the home improvement store and put it under the litter boxes. We put quite a big sheet that curled up onto the wall to protect that too. Much easier to clean linoleum than carpet or walls, and then if it gets too gross you can toss it. Thai was definitely special needs – he had diabetes, colitis, eye problems and an immune-mediated gum problem where we had to get all his teeth pulled. In the end he had kidney disease and intestinal lymphoma as well. Strangely enough, he was the happiest, most contented mammal – cat, dog, person – I have ever known in my entire life. I found him in the parking lot eating worms my first year of vet school. I thought he would be so frustrating to take care of as we unearthed one problem after another but with the help of lots of friends, neighbors, fellow students, vets, techs and my husband we were able to take care of him for 16 years. He had the loudest purr ever. I miss him very, very much.

Wow. So many thoughtful posts.

Andrea, you are beautiful.

This is cool; this thread is almost nuff-free.

*hugs for Andrea*

Andrea, you are a very special person, it comes through even in the way you gathered your thoughts and expressed them. I admire you so much for being so unconditionally willing and prepared to love those two little kittycats for years and years, even knowing that it would mean a great deal of work and devotion. Unfortunately it was not meant to be, but it is clear from Elvis’ expression as much as from your note that while they lived, they were blessed to be in a loving home with a loving human who made every day and every hour of their lives as comfortable and cozy and happy as anyone could dream.

I know Priscilla and Elvis will never be far from your thoughts, but I have a feeling you have room in your heart for other kitties, and you will make room for them in your life when the time feels right.

Oh, here I am again.
Needing to pet that spotted tummy.
Pet pet pet!

I just have to say that reading all the posts really do give me hope for humanity

I know the pain of putting down a kitteh…I still cry when I think of my Pandora, but when they tell you they’ve had enough, then it’s time to let them go. I still joke about her hiding in my purse (even though she was about 10x the size of my purse) What sweet gifts animals are!

Lots of kitteh hugs and snorgles for Andrea and her two new love bundles, Mandy and Candy.

I just have to say that reading all the posts really do give me hope for humanity

I know the pain of putting down a kitteh…I still cry when I think of my Pandora, but when they tell you they’ve had enough, then it’s time to let them go. I still joke about her hiding in my purse (even though she was about 10x the size of my purse) What sweet gifts animals are!

Lots of kitteh hugs and snorgles for Andrea and her two new love bundles, Mandy and Candy.

Andrea, I too have a kitty with Manx Syndrome – my little Buddy. He’ll be 4 years old in April. Luckily, he has complete control, so no diapers. Of course, sometimes I have to knock things off his butt, but that’s ok. He just had another checkup and apart from the missing last couple of inches of his spine and the fact that he drags his hind legs, he’s in good health. I call him my muscle boy, as he is solid muscle from the waist up. If he can dig his front claws into it, he can pull himself up on almost anything. And when he gets moving, watch out! I am lucky to have him in my life.