Mellon
A donation was made in memory of Mellon by The Doctors and Staff of the Ewing Animal Hospital on Apr 22, 2009.
1990 to 2009
Mellon came to live with me when he was 8 weeks old. He died just before his 19th birthday in 2009. He had a very long and very happy pampered kitty life. I wish all animals, and people too, were treated with as much love and kindness as I treated my Mellon. Mellon is the only cat I’ve ever had that I did not pick out. He was given to me as a gift. And I often thought of him as my little gift from God.
He got his name in a rather unusual way. The man who gave him to me, my boyfriend at the time, was named James. In James’s honor, I named my little kitten Jane because I was told the kitten was a girl. After Jane’s first visit to the vet I was informed that my Jane was a boy kitty and that a new name might be in order. I was trying to decide on a new name when one was picked for him. This kitty would run hard and jump up into a big window where he could see any one or anything going by. He’d run so fast that he’d crash his head into the window full force and you’d hear a big bang. James kept saying, “That cat is a real melon head. Just look at him crash and bang his head into the window.” And that is how he came to be named Mellon. Mr. Mellon if you want to be formal. I used two l’s so that his name would match mine with two l’s. We were now Ellen & Mellon.
For the first year of his life Mellon was the only cat in the house. This did not work out. Mellon did not like being alone. He clawed everything imaginable. He would also greet me when I got home from work by jumping up to my shoulder and biting me. My friends called him a Mexican jumping bean. What a cat! I decided that he needed a friend and adopted Mellie from the local humane society. They were partners in life for the next 12 years. As soon as Mellie entered the house, Mellon was smitten. We were now Ellen, Mellon & Mellie.
He was a complete and total character all of his days. Mellon loved water. Drinking out of the faucet was his favorite thing in life. For his entire life he would run into the bathroom and wait for me to turn on the water for him to drink. In his younger days, he loved to jump up on the top of the thin sliding glass shower doors and hang out there. He would do this while I was in the shower and scare the dickens out of me. I was always afraid he’d fall into the shower, but he never did. Mellon also loved baths. His skin got a little dry when he was middle aged. I gave him periodic baths. He would roll onto his back and purr as I used gentle warm water and kitty shampoo on his belly and then he let me shampoo all the rest of him.
Mellon was not a lap cat. However, during his last 4 years he became a softy. He would want me to pick him up and cuddle him a lot. I’d place him in my lap and give him my total attention and lots of love. When he was ready to get down, he would just jump off my lap and into his favorite spot, his chair in the living room. Late in the evening, he would call me over and I’d give him more love and attention while he was in his chair. One of my favorite things was when he’d put his paw out and hold onto my hand or fingers and purr. It was also when he looked into my eyes with his "knowing look" and I knew we were connected. During his last years I fondly called him My Mr. Cuddles.
Mellon lived in 5 different homes with me. He liked them all. He never had a problem moving, he simply staked out “his” new bathroom sink. I got him a new girlfriend during the last 6 years of his life. Unfortunately, Munchkin was too young for him and he didn’t want anything much to do with her. I think that they did keep each other company a bit, even if they had their moments. And once in a blue moon I caught them playing.
For the last 12 years of his life in Boise, ID he was taken care of by Dr. Walter Wethered of Ewing Animal Hospital. The doctor and all the staff took good care of him as he aged and helped him to live such a long and good life. Mellon had a thyroid problem that was treated over the last years of his life, but it did not cause his death. He passed away very suddenly and unexpectedly from a blood clot and congestive heart failure. He was given emergency care and treatment, but his little heart stopped after two days. And even though he was almost 19 at the time, I didn’t expect him to go. The truth is, I didn’t ever want him to go.
There are lots of funny stories over 19 years. There is lots of love over 19 years. I miss him more than words can say, and I’m so grateful that we were together for so long, more than words can say. I let Mellon be the kitty cat he was – a character and later also a softy. He will always be cherished by me. I like to think of him in pet heaven with his mate. Mellon & Mellie. Two little dears.
Mellon shared and touched my life, he taught me many things, and he shared my heart. Mellon gave me much joy and comfort and I gave him the same.
Loved forever.
Ellen
Mellon came to live with me when he was 8 weeks old. He died just before his 19th birthday in 2009. He had a very long and very happy pampered kitty life. I wish all animals, and people too, were treated with as much love and kindness as I treated my Mellon. Mellon is the only cat I’ve ever had that I did not pick out. He was given to me as a gift. And I often thought of him as my little gift from God.
He got his name in a rather unusual way. The man who gave him to me, my boyfriend at the time, was named James. In James’s honor, I named my little kitten Jane because I was told the kitten was a girl. After Jane’s first visit to the vet I was informed that my Jane was a boy kitty and that a new name might be in order. I was trying to decide on a new name when one was picked for him. This kitty would run hard and jump up into a big window where he could see any one or anything going by. He’d run so fast that he’d crash his head into the window full force and you’d hear a big bang. James kept saying, “That cat is a real melon head. Just look at him crash and bang his head into the window.” And that is how he came to be named Mellon. Mr. Mellon if you want to be formal. I used two l’s so that his name would match mine with two l’s. We were now Ellen & Mellon.
For the first year of his life Mellon was the only cat in the house. This did not work out. Mellon did not like being alone. He clawed everything imaginable. He would also greet me when I got home from work by jumping up to my shoulder and biting me. My friends called him a Mexican jumping bean. What a cat! I decided that he needed a friend and adopted Mellie from the local humane society. They were partners in life for the next 12 years. As soon as Mellie entered the house, Mellon was smitten. We were now Ellen, Mellon & Mellie.
He was a complete and total character all of his days. Mellon loved water. Drinking out of the faucet was his favorite thing in life. For his entire life he would run into the bathroom and wait for me to turn on the water for him to drink. In his younger days, he loved to jump up on the top of the thin sliding glass shower doors and hang out there. He would do this while I was in the shower and scare the dickens out of me. I was always afraid he’d fall into the shower, but he never did. Mellon also loved baths. His skin got a little dry when he was middle aged. I gave him periodic baths. He would roll onto his back and purr as I used gentle warm water and kitty shampoo on his belly and then he let me shampoo all the rest of him.
Mellon was not a lap cat. However, during his last 4 years he became a softy. He would want me to pick him up and cuddle him a lot. I’d place him in my lap and give him my total attention and lots of love. When he was ready to get down, he would just jump off my lap and into his favorite spot, his chair in the living room. Late in the evening, he would call me over and I’d give him more love and attention while he was in his chair. One of my favorite things was when he’d put his paw out and hold onto my hand or fingers and purr. It was also when he looked into my eyes with his "knowing look" and I knew we were connected. During his last years I fondly called him My Mr. Cuddles.
Mellon lived in 5 different homes with me. He liked them all. He never had a problem moving, he simply staked out “his” new bathroom sink. I got him a new girlfriend during the last 6 years of his life. Unfortunately, Munchkin was too young for him and he didn’t want anything much to do with her. I think that they did keep each other company a bit, even if they had their moments. And once in a blue moon I caught them playing.
For the last 12 years of his life in Boise, ID he was taken care of by Dr. Walter Wethered of Ewing Animal Hospital. The doctor and all the staff took good care of him as he aged and helped him to live such a long and good life. Mellon had a thyroid problem that was treated over the last years of his life, but it did not cause his death. He passed away very suddenly and unexpectedly from a blood clot and congestive heart failure. He was given emergency care and treatment, but his little heart stopped after two days. And even though he was almost 19 at the time, I didn’t expect him to go. The truth is, I didn’t ever want him to go.
There are lots of funny stories over 19 years. There is lots of love over 19 years. I miss him more than words can say, and I’m so grateful that we were together for so long, more than words can say. I let Mellon be the kitty cat he was – a character and later also a softy. He will always be cherished by me. I like to think of him in pet heaven with his mate. Mellon & Mellie. Two little dears.
Mellon shared and touched my life, he taught me many things, and he shared my heart. Mellon gave me much joy and comfort and I gave him the same.
Loved forever.
Ellen
