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Schatsie
In German, Schatsie means "my treasure"
September 3rd, 2003 - December 16th, 2004
I took some flowers and soil from where she most liked to walk and
placed them on her grave. I found her stuffed monkey and ball in the
backyard and put those near her grave as well. I have a picture of
her first bath and a picture of her last bath. I miss taking walks
with her and driving with her. She loved the outdoors and hunting
lizards and squirrels. She would try to give all the cats in the
neighborhood kisses even though they would sometimes scratch her. I
can still hear her scratching on my bedroom door, so that she could
come in and say hi. She loved to go for car rides. If I left her
alone in the car, when I returned she would be sitting in the
drivers seat and I would say, "Schatsie, you know you can't drive,
get in your own seat."
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I am angry and sadened that she had to go through so much pain in
her short life. When we took her to the vet they thought it was a
yeast infection or problem with her bladder due to the smell and
incontinence. She took pills to tighten her bladder and anti-biotics,
which made her sick. A year later we noticed her eyes, gums, and
ears were yellow. After blood tests and fluid replacement we found
out that she had contracted hepatitis, which attacked her little
liver. We never found out how she contracted the disease. By the
time we knew what the problem was, it was too late.
The Vet prolonged her life for another 3 months. In the end her
liver failed, she couldn't eat, she was throwing up blood and her
brain stopped functioning properly. She sat on my lap when we drove
up to the Animal Hospital to have her put to sleep. I wanted her to
stay on my lap forever, so I could just hold her and protect her.
She was buried in our backyard, where she loved hunting and
exploring. I am relieved that she is out of her pain, but it doesn't
make the pain of loosing her any easier to bear. The picture I chose
was taken before she went to the Animal Hospital and before she was
in pain everyday. I want to remember her being happy and in the
outdoors that she loved. I lost my beautiful treasure and she will
be missed dearly.J.
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Revised
Jan 8 2007
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