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MadamSarcastra
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Charlotte. She's been with me since the last season of Breaking Bad. When I still lived in Chicago. She almost died early but survived thanks to an emergency spay. She was a hyper girl, but also loving. As she aged, she calmed a lot. Nick, Sirius, Near, even Edward was alive to see Char.
Lived to almost 3 years, but died from respiratory issues and possibly heart failure. When I found her, she was cold to the touch and gasping for air. I didn't think she had much chance, but I had to do something while she was still breathing. I was trying to get her hospitalised but I was told that she most likely would not survive and had her euthanized. I know my other rats miss her very much.
Lived to almost 3 years, but died from respiratory issues and possibly heart failure. When I found her, she was cold to the touch and gasping for air. I didn't think she had much chance, but I had to do something while she was still breathing. I was trying to get her hospitalised but I was told that she most likely would not survive and had her euthanized. I know my other rats miss her very much.
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Rest in peace my beloved Reverend. 6.16.16
It's been two weeks now. Heartsick.
My wife said it best on her FB post:
I want to thank everyone for their words of encouragement over the past 6 days since Rev went missing. We knew when we hadn't seen him all day last Thursday that something was wrong. We have spent every day walking countless miles up and down fields and ditches and sadly, discovered his body last night. They had come to spray the beans in the field Thursday while I was working outside in the yard, and Rev had apparently fallen asleep in a patch of weeds at the edge of the field he loved to sleep in. He was run over by the crop sprayer, and we pray he never saw it coming. We cremated his remains last night and are in a complete haze. I wanted to take just a second to tell you about Rev, aka The Reverend, aka Dito (short for Bandito). Because we didn't get to say goodbye this is the only way I know to deal with this horrendous loss. I want you to know who he was.
The Reverend showed up on our front porch meowing at the door on December 8, 2013. He was cold, hungry and put on quite a display of affection to get his foot in the door. Us being the cat lovers we are, let him in out of the cold and set him up in the basement. A few days later we took him to the vet and he was deemed healthy and given all shots and neutered. The plan, as it always is, was to rehab him and find him a permanent home. Three and a half years later he was still very much ours.
Anyone that knew the Rev could tell you about his unique personality. He was both the sweetest, most snuggly and loving cat and the most stubborn psychopath you'd ever meet. Luckily for everyone, we saw more of the sweet snuggly Reverend than the psychopath one. He loved his naps and he was the only cat I've ever known that would fall sound asleep on his back with all four paws straight up in the air. He was a sound sleeper and not the sound of the vacuum, the blender, the mower, etc could even cause a flinch. This undoubtedly led to his demise but if you could see how peaceful he was when he slept...sometimes his little paws would move like he was dreaming of running.
We had recently rescued a new cat, Gerard. I'm sure you remember him from recent posts. Reverend HATED Gerard. He could often be observed staring down Gerard from across the room with a crazy look in his eyes like he was envisioning all the ways he could kill him and dispose of his body. He enjoyed stalking him and letting him know who was the "boss" around here. They had not exactly become friends by the time Rev passed, and odd as life is sometimes, Gerard lay down not far from the fire last night while we cremated Rev. Whether he was taunting or paying his respects, I don't know, but we joked about how Rev would not be pleased with his attendance at his "funeral".
Rev was a huge cat, weighing close to 20 pounds I'd guess. He had the pinkest nose I've ever seen. He had thick black and white fur that was so soft, and since he was so fluffy he made a great snuggle pillow. He was constantly eating and he treated every meal as if it were a buffet. He would eat most of his food, then kick Lily out of the way of her food dish- finish hers off, then make his way over to Pip and steal his food. Something that used to drive us absolutely crazy but will now forever be a memory we will cherish. He was an avid hunter and around our house you could often hear "REVEREND, DROP IT!!! DROP IT NOW!!! REVEREEEEEND!" Most of the time we managed to save the poor little victim from him and set it back on it's way- battered no doubt, but alive.
Rev's favorite place to be was with his people- his mom and dad. If we were outside, he was on our heels following us around. If we were inside he was cramming his fat body into his favorite spot to take a nap- the cat tree. He would either lay on the teeny tiny top shelf of the tree or squeeze himself into the little box on the tree with nothing but his head and feet sticking out the ends.
He had the most beautiful round green eyes, and you could see all the way to his soul when you looked into them. They were expressive and you could communicate with him without saying a word. If you have pets you understand the bond, the unique personality of each animal and the unconditional love they give.
That's just the tip of the iceberg, but now you know a little about Rev. I don't know how else to memorialize him and pay him the respect he deserves, other than to let people know that he existed, who he was, and what he meant to me. He should never have had to lay in that field for 5 days alone- that will haunt me forever. Never forget, tomorrow is not promised. Love and give extra hugs and snuggles to those that are special to you- human or otherwise. They may be gone before you know it.
It's been two weeks now. Heartsick.
My wife said it best on her FB post:
I want to thank everyone for their words of encouragement over the past 6 days since Rev went missing. We knew when we hadn't seen him all day last Thursday that something was wrong. We have spent every day walking countless miles up and down fields and ditches and sadly, discovered his body last night. They had come to spray the beans in the field Thursday while I was working outside in the yard, and Rev had apparently fallen asleep in a patch of weeds at the edge of the field he loved to sleep in. He was run over by the crop sprayer, and we pray he never saw it coming. We cremated his remains last night and are in a complete haze. I wanted to take just a second to tell you about Rev, aka The Reverend, aka Dito (short for Bandito). Because we didn't get to say goodbye this is the only way I know to deal with this horrendous loss. I want you to know who he was.
The Reverend showed up on our front porch meowing at the door on December 8, 2013. He was cold, hungry and put on quite a display of affection to get his foot in the door. Us being the cat lovers we are, let him in out of the cold and set him up in the basement. A few days later we took him to the vet and he was deemed healthy and given all shots and neutered. The plan, as it always is, was to rehab him and find him a permanent home. Three and a half years later he was still very much ours.
Anyone that knew the Rev could tell you about his unique personality. He was both the sweetest, most snuggly and loving cat and the most stubborn psychopath you'd ever meet. Luckily for everyone, we saw more of the sweet snuggly Reverend than the psychopath one. He loved his naps and he was the only cat I've ever known that would fall sound asleep on his back with all four paws straight up in the air. He was a sound sleeper and not the sound of the vacuum, the blender, the mower, etc could even cause a flinch. This undoubtedly led to his demise but if you could see how peaceful he was when he slept...sometimes his little paws would move like he was dreaming of running.
We had recently rescued a new cat, Gerard. I'm sure you remember him from recent posts. Reverend HATED Gerard. He could often be observed staring down Gerard from across the room with a crazy look in his eyes like he was envisioning all the ways he could kill him and dispose of his body. He enjoyed stalking him and letting him know who was the "boss" around here. They had not exactly become friends by the time Rev passed, and odd as life is sometimes, Gerard lay down not far from the fire last night while we cremated Rev. Whether he was taunting or paying his respects, I don't know, but we joked about how Rev would not be pleased with his attendance at his "funeral".
Rev was a huge cat, weighing close to 20 pounds I'd guess. He had the pinkest nose I've ever seen. He had thick black and white fur that was so soft, and since he was so fluffy he made a great snuggle pillow. He was constantly eating and he treated every meal as if it were a buffet. He would eat most of his food, then kick Lily out of the way of her food dish- finish hers off, then make his way over to Pip and steal his food. Something that used to drive us absolutely crazy but will now forever be a memory we will cherish. He was an avid hunter and around our house you could often hear "REVEREND, DROP IT!!! DROP IT NOW!!! REVEREEEEEND!" Most of the time we managed to save the poor little victim from him and set it back on it's way- battered no doubt, but alive.
Rev's favorite place to be was with his people- his mom and dad. If we were outside, he was on our heels following us around. If we were inside he was cramming his fat body into his favorite spot to take a nap- the cat tree. He would either lay on the teeny tiny top shelf of the tree or squeeze himself into the little box on the tree with nothing but his head and feet sticking out the ends.
He had the most beautiful round green eyes, and you could see all the way to his soul when you looked into them. They were expressive and you could communicate with him without saying a word. If you have pets you understand the bond, the unique personality of each animal and the unconditional love they give.
That's just the tip of the iceberg, but now you know a little about Rev. I don't know how else to memorialize him and pay him the respect he deserves, other than to let people know that he existed, who he was, and what he meant to me. He should never have had to lay in that field for 5 days alone- that will haunt me forever. Never forget, tomorrow is not promised. Love and give extra hugs and snuggles to those that are special to you- human or otherwise. They may be gone before you know it.
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Rev was no stranger to VV. One of the more photogenic cats I've had too. What a loss.
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Little known facts: Rev was named after Joseph Simmons - (Rev Run of Run-DMC).
Rev was a risk taker, no doubt about it. If you left your car door open unattended, you may find him as a passenger, a mile down the road. We were always worried the UPS truck would drive away with him. He climbed ladders with a passion. I never put up Christmas lights without him rolling around on the roof next to me. He was crazy, and I told him so over and over again. He also narrowly avoided certain death numerous times. A number of speeding cars, the garage door he'd run under with glee and a machete to name a few. (He was hiding in thick brush I was cutting.)
Rev has 2 brothers - Frankie and Vinnie. Frankie lives the high life in Michigan with my beloved sister Liz. Vinnie visits us for a few months every year, before going off to new adventures. Vinnie is crazy too.
Rev loved hard and played hard. His playful bite was so lethal that when he bit my arm a few times I lost the feeling in my fingers. But it was never done with any malicious intent. He'd chew up and shred cardboard boxes little by little until there was nothing left but confetti. We'd sweep it up and he'd make more.
He was bad-***, ornery, but as lovingly devoted as any living creature could be. Never missed a meal - always came indoors the minute you called for him. Which was why we immediately knew something was wrong when he didn't show up.
I always thought he'd be around for decades. I'm sorry that I was wrong about that. I miss calling his name so much that I still do every night even though he's not going to answer. No matter. I know he can hear me.
Rev was a risk taker, no doubt about it. If you left your car door open unattended, you may find him as a passenger, a mile down the road. We were always worried the UPS truck would drive away with him. He climbed ladders with a passion. I never put up Christmas lights without him rolling around on the roof next to me. He was crazy, and I told him so over and over again. He also narrowly avoided certain death numerous times. A number of speeding cars, the garage door he'd run under with glee and a machete to name a few. (He was hiding in thick brush I was cutting.)
Rev has 2 brothers - Frankie and Vinnie. Frankie lives the high life in Michigan with my beloved sister Liz. Vinnie visits us for a few months every year, before going off to new adventures. Vinnie is crazy too.
Rev loved hard and played hard. His playful bite was so lethal that when he bit my arm a few times I lost the feeling in my fingers. But it was never done with any malicious intent. He'd chew up and shred cardboard boxes little by little until there was nothing left but confetti. We'd sweep it up and he'd make more.
He was bad-***, ornery, but as lovingly devoted as any living creature could be. Never missed a meal - always came indoors the minute you called for him. Which was why we immediately knew something was wrong when he didn't show up.
I always thought he'd be around for decades. I'm sorry that I was wrong about that. I miss calling his name so much that I still do every night even though he's not going to answer. No matter. I know he can hear me.
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