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These cats are cross maine coon and absolutely beautiful in appearance and temperament. Harriet was semi longed haired, black, with a white bib and white paws. She had a wonderful bushy tail which used to stand vertical and at other times Harriet would lay her tail parallel along her back nearly reaching her head. She had the typical tufts of fur between her toes, just like snow shoes. She had white left cheek and Rupert has a white right cheek. Just like bookends. I live alone and have always had pets, but these two are extra special due to their very loving and attentive personalities. The three of us stuck together like glue, and Harriet would "talk" to me. She had a funny little chirp, and if I said Harriet....talk!! She always responded with a little sound. If I impersonated her with two chirps, she replied with two chirps and if three sounds she returned three chirps. She would head butt me in a loving way and we had lots of cuddles. I made sure Harriet had the best of everything, as does Rupert. I would rather go without before they lost out. I kept the radio and heating on when I was at work to keep them warm and comfy. On the 7th January I noticed that Harriet looked rather bloated, thinking she had been eating too much. The next day she looked larger and again the next day, even though she was her usual happy self and did not appear to be in any discomfort. By Saturday 10th January I decided a visit to the vet was called for to get her checked out. To my shock, the vet did not take long to confirm that it was one of 4 things that could be going on, none of which was to be good news. The vet stated I would have a decision to make very soon and best before Harriet started to suffer. I was numb and distraught. I decided to take Harriet home to say my goodbyes, knowing that I may be back at the vets within a week to have Harriet put to sleep. On the Saturday night I took my duvet downstairs and sleep with Harriet on the floor. She purred and slept on my chest. On the Sunday, she appeared less happy and had difficulty using her litter tray, so I straight away made the decision to ring the vet and ask for him to visit the house and put Harriet to sleep before she started to suffer. The vet was very sympathetic and caring and Harriet was put to sleep whilst I held her in my arms. I had to be with her right to the end. I was and still am devastated. I now have Harriet ashes back home with me in a beautiful wooden casket. It is by my bedside and I talk to Harriet every day. I have some of her beautiful coat/fur as a memento with the hundreds of photographs and memories of her. Rupert and I now console each other with our loss, it is something I will never get over. I only hope that we will be reunited in our next lives and my ashes will be combined with Harriet and Rupert's so that we are never parted. Her photo attached shows how beautiful Harriet was and how lucky I was to have shared 16 wonderful years with her. Rest in peace my friend until we meet again.
Your loving mum. xxxxx |
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has been 8 weeks, two days, 2 hours and 8 minutes since my beautiful
friend, and companion cat, Harriet and I were parted. The pain you
Harriet passing away so suddenly is still very raw. I had just
returned to work on January 5th 2009 and all was well. I went to London
on the 6th on business and Harriet and her brother Rupert greeted me in
their usual devoted way when I arrived home.