I was home alone when Abby had her attack. So I had to take her to the ER alone. She
But, does this look like a cat who is in distress?
This poor baby was having CHF at this time and you'd have never known it if you hadn't seen how rapidly she was breathing.
We were coming back from the last time she was at the Specialist on August 8th.
I thought at the time it was so sweet (and I still do) that she laid her head down upon my arm for a pillow.
She was reaching up with her paw to grab a hold of me.
Taking these with my iPhone none of them came out well.
I just have no luck like some with iPhone pictures.
But, these are precious to me anyway.
She really enjoyed this car trip home. She watched so intently out the window, and she loved the trees. I don't know what it was about them but she was fascinated by them. At one point she got up and put herself up against the window to look out better. We got a few double takes from other passerby's.
The whole reason I am doing this post is because I was in search of a picture of Abby in her carrier. Abby was the one who used this carrier more than anyone. But this past Friday I had to get it ready for Boo, and as I did I noticed furs inside all over. So go ahead and call me crazy but I knew it was Abby's. So I went through and pick up hair by hair as many as I could. Just like my heart, I was picking up one tiny little piece at a time. This was another (nice) surprise find. Abby's fur was dense and it had a certain body to it, it is no question her fur. I guess it made me think yes she was here oh my was she WAS here. So I put it in my box of whiskers and snippets of fur. It is all I have left now. Except the memories.
This was the only picture I took of her with the Phone that came out anywhere decent and in focus.
My beautiful girl.
Oh those amber eyes.
She was beautiful.
Oh she was so beautiful in my eyes.
Missing my girl.