Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Toby update


Toby is home and doing well. She is panting quite a bit but I'm hoping she'll settle down soon.

Toby had surgery today


Toby had another lump removed from her back this morning. It was small and we're hoping even if it's another sarcoma, we got it in time.
I am waiting for a call from the hospital telling me I can go pick her up.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Missing sweet Charlotte

It has been just a little over a month now since Charlotte passed over the Rainbow Bridge and I still miss my little girl. I find myself looking for her at different times during the day and then I catch myself because I remember she is no longer here.
Morning breakfast ritual is a time that will always remind me of her. Her last few months were consumed with giving her medication and trying to perk up her appetite and get her to eat. She had special bowls and plates and they are still in the cupboard and on the counter top.
She also had a fascination for anything electrical. She loved to chew on the antenna for the mobile phone or sit on the remote control for the TV. Whenever John or I couldn't find the remote, the first place we looked was under Charlotte. Nine times out of ten, that's where it was. Just last night I reached for the remote and half expected Charlotte to be there.
Baby Charlotte - 8 weeks old
Charlotte perched on John's shoulder while he worked - 3 months old
I know she and John are together now and she can snuggle with her Daddy.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad!



Dad & Mom were married 29 years ago today.
Even though Dad is in heaven now, we know he's smiling and remembering what a wonderful day that was.
We love you both,
The Kids

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Charlotte


1995 - 2010
Our sweet precious little girl passed over The Rainbow Bridge this afternoon.
Charlotte was a tiny little kitten weighing barely more than a pound when I first saw her at the AZ Humane Society. She chose me. I was in the kitten room deciding what kittens to take home and when I turned around, this little fluff ball was trying to crawl into my purse. Of course I took her home.
She immediately wormed her way into everyone's hearts. John called her his little Charlotta and always said he loved her gentle little purrs. I know she is resting in his arms and once again they are snuggling together.
Rest in peace, little one. We love you.