I’m still pretty sad about Madison not being around anymore. Maybe this is typical in any death. When I go upstairs I still expect to see Madison give me a meow greeting I think Chloe is curious to where that other cat went to hide. I mainly get teary these last few days when I think of what all Madison did, apparently for me, while having very little strength; climbing her tree to she would be closer to my face, attempting to eat little bits of food when she clearly wasn’t hungry, acting just like a kitty when I would brush and hold her.
I didn’t mention it before, but Leecy and I took Chloe and Maggie to the vet the same day Madison was put down just to make sure everything was okay. As it turned out, Maggie had two lumps on her back, one was a fatty deposit, the other was unknown. So Maggie went in for surgery today. The big lump was just cut out, whereas the smaller lump has to be sent to pathology. I’m trying to stay mentally neutral about what this may indicate.
Tonight Maggie is very groggy and has two large holes on the side of her body. The good news is that she doesn’t seem to be experiencing significant pain. I’ll try and take some pictures tomorrow of her war wounds.
Not an inexpensive week in terms of pet care. I think were shooting right 800+ for this week alone.
Although we aren’t actively looking for another cat just yet, we previously talked about a Birman or a Ragdoll. If anyone knows any reputable breeders in Houston, let us know.
Leecy would like to type her own words about Madison.
Hi. Madison & I were buddies…it only took about a year for her to get use to me being here, but she did finally come around once she realized I was the one feeding her. I would sit upstairs on my computer & she would come around and stand on her back legs and tap me so daintily with her front paw “meow” wanting to come up on my lap. Once on my lap she would come up, I would hold her paw, which wasn’t any bigger than my fingerprint, and she would bend her toes around my finger–like we were holding hands… She would come sit on my lap while I would be at my craft table. I could still do alot with a 4lb cat on my lap, poor Chloe won’t be able to do that with me.
In Madison’s ‘bedroom’, my daybed is in there, and she would lay on that to look outside into the backyard rose garden, pool, bird feeders. One time I noticed when I changed the sheets there was a ‘pee-spot’…uh oh…kitty has a bladder problem..getting old… so I put a vinyl table cloth on the mattress to protect it and put her blankets over it so it was still snuggly for her. On that bed is a mountain of pillows. I threw a blanket over them & she just seemed to love the height & comfy-ness of her ‘mountain’. We’d always find her up there so cozy.
Chloe went upstairs with me today and I showed her the window sill Madison would sit on to soak up the sunshine or watch the neighbor’s dogs. She was instantly spread out & purring on the sill. I noticed her front paw kneading on the sill. I have NEVER seen her do that, so I wonder if she knew this was Madison’s special place. Chloe has claimed Madison’s tree also, which is coated in her smell & fur still. Maybe its a sense of her mother figure is still around.
love you Madison.
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