Thursday, March 19, 2009
Meow Me jumped out of the window and passed away this morning.Mum and Jack were looking for her and Jack saw her body lying downstairs.
When they rushed her to Mount Pleasant, she was still breathing and meowing away.
But soon after, Dr Kasey declared that she has passed on.
When I finally retrieved my hp from my bag and discovered so many missed calls, I quickly called back. But I was too late. Too late.
When I reached the clinic, Meow Me was already cleaned and place in the consultation room.
That was the room Dr Pauline attended to her the other time round.
Seeing my poor Meow Me lying there made me broke down even more.
My darling... My poor baby.. There was blood at her mouth still and her legs had stains.
Why did she have to jump? My poor Me Me... As I knelt down and look at her, she looked like she was sleeping. Why couldnt she be sleeping. But Jack confirmed that she's gone.
She wasnt cold. She's still as furry. She's still my baby.
Her eyes were partially open. And wont close. I wish I could carry her but I didnt.
I wished I had. I could only kiss her. Stroke her face just the way she love me to. Her black nose seems flatter. I cant imagine how she landed. My baby...............
Perhaps she had jumped out of the window when she saw birds flew past.
This will be so like her.
Easily excited by flying birds and creatures. Very kaypo. Just like her nature.
I dun blame anyone for this for nobody wanted this to happen. It was just that moment that the window was opened. Just for a little while. And she left us. Curiosity really killed my cat.
I popped into AMK and let the staff know too.. and kind Dr Thiru called whilst I was on the cab home and I told him in details..
I remember her licking me awake this morning. Its been quite a while since she last did this. For the past few weeks, she has been sleeping in my parent's room. It was only this week that she started to come into my room to sleep again. This morning at around 5plus am, she licked my legs. I covered my legs with my blanket and she found her way to my hands. She also tried to lay down next to me but when I turned to pat her and check her butt, she jumped off again. I remembered carrying her once to check her butt too...
When I woke up again at 630, so did mum. Next to mum walked Meow Me. Me behind her.
We walked to the kitchen like we were marching. When I came out, she was done with her breakfast. Fed her the morning dosage of Pro Kolin and though she initially resisted, she managed to lick it all from my finger. She just couldnt resist. By the way, her tongue has cute little rough buds which is very ticklish. I closed the balcony door to clean her litter and she laid down next to the glass door. Her pooped was stiff! Finally... after 1 week of diarrhoea. Dr Thiru's stomachgyl worked again. I was so pleased! But when I opened the balcony door, I startled Meow Me. She made a leap at me. So cute. But that was the last leap she did for me... She followed me to the kitchen and attempted to enter the bathroom where mum was washing clothes. Noti Me Me.. I carried her out... Love her adoring look.
Meow Me finally found her way to mum's sewing room and leaped up the ironing table and adjusted herself for her morning routine of lookin at birds from the window. As usual, the window was closed. I grinned at her and thought of taking some photos again. But I didnt cos my hp memory was full and didnt have time to clear space for more. I should have.
She was lying down next to the main gate when I was leaving for work. As usual. Gave her my usual warning again on not leaving the house when I open the door. She was so obedient. She just laid there and watched me. Never attempting to force her way out of the door. I bid her good bye but never realised that was my last to her. If only I had cuddle her once more. If only I wasnt at work today.
Meow Me. I really hoped that you had felt our love showered upon u for the past 3mths. From the every first day that I saw you on 14th Dec 2008, I fell in love with you. From not knowing how to carry you, I learnt to cuddle you, to feed you, to bathe you, cleaned ur butt, cleaned your eyes, ur nose, feed u medicine, play with u, play ur favourite game of hide n seek, clip ur nails, trim ur hair, rub ur tummy, pat ur head, ur nose, scratching ur neck n under ur jaw just the way u love me to. We will always remember you and ur cute little actions. How u dislike my attempts to brush ur fur but end up lying down comfortably when u get used to it, even turning ur sides so that I can complete my brushing. How u get terrified when we carry u into the bathroom for bathes that it hurts our heart. Love ur blue eyes, ur white soft fur, ur long furry tail. Even the way u brushed ur tail across my face. Love ur adoring eyes looking back at me when I carry u. Love the way u stretched urself when u woke up. Love the look in ur eyes when u get ready to pounce. The way u tried to reached for ur tail when I was carrying u. You running round n round trying to chase ur own tail. Your soft purring.. your meowing.. your angry hiss.. Ur breathless panting. The way u rub urself against our legs whilst we prepared ur food. Ur meows when u smelled the food but dun get it cos its not warmed up. U licking at the water tray, ur cute pawing on the ground when u are drinking and after ur meals, the way u lick urself clean after each meal, washing ur own face, licking ur tail, body and butt. The way u jumped up the sofa, the table, the bed and getting all tensed up suddenly. Ur hyperactive ways.. ur dainty walks across the room, ur rolling on the floor beggin for rubs but friendly bites when we tried to rub u... the way u walk into the litter tray, how u outgrew ur first litter tray... how u love hiding in the new litter tray cover when I cleared ur litter.. ur cute little face doing ur business, ur pawing at the sand to cover up ur poo n pee.. How u clumsily misaimed and left poo on the sides of the litter tray.. the time u poo on the floor when I was washing ur litter tray.. ur poo on my legs twice.. Having to clean ur fur when u stain them with poo/pee.. And how I ended up snipping away quite a lot of ur fur twice... How u used to run away when u see me with the cotton buds and ear cleaning solution. Ur noti acts of hiding away under the bed, the cupboard and behind the tv console. Ur curiosity whenever I open the storeroom door. How u actually managed to sneak a bite of roasted meat, and huat kuey not once but twice. How u used to sit below Irine's pet hamster's cage and look at it longingly. Ur jumps at the box in the kitchen, how u hide on the stools under the dining table and pouncing out at me when I walk pass esp at nite when i was trying to get u to sleep in the room, making me jump and finally smile. Ur contented look whilst lying down on the kitchen floor next to the bathroom observing my mum whilst she wash the clothes/ hang the clothes to dry. How u love the shoe rack so much, we cleared the lowest level just for u. How u end up jumping to the 2nd or 3rd level racks, messing up the shoes just to annoy me. How u attempted to paw at the telephone lines.. how u used to love hiding and sleepin on the living room's dining table chair. How u attempted to mess up mum's cloths when she was trying to cut them.. how u leaped all the way from 1 table to another n finally settling down at the sewing machine there. Ur first attempt at the window grilles which made me so mad. How angry u got when u cant get to the tiny area under the ironing table cos I told mum to push the boxes there to block the way. How u managed to get ur way by meowing away standing at that particular spot. You are the queen aint u? Love how u chase after the paper balls, plastic balls and many other little toys ah gong and Popo bought for u. Ur mummy didnt need to buy ur toys for u cos everyone just keeps on contributing to ur growing stash of toys isnt it? Ur love for little paper balls esp. And the way u box at the balls, the way u hold the balls in ur mouth and ran away and come back again. And how u love hiding in paper bags.. and pawing at the luggage bags. How u finally started to like the pink scratching post I got for u.. How u found new hiding grounds one after another.. like in between the boxes under Pei's bed, in between the standing mattresses... Behind the TV console, under the little table in my room. How u jumped into my cupboard of clothes and attempt to snuggle urself by pushing ur way all the way in. How u love to fall asleep on the pile of clothes whilst Popo attempt to fold them. How u sleep in Popo's arm, use her arm as ur pillow.. even shifting urself to position urself into a more comfy sleeping position. The time when u lied down on my lap and fall asleep. We rather suffer the cramps on ur legs and arms then wake u baby. U look so cute even when u are sleeping. Ur many many sleeping postures... How u attempted to peek at Jack by squeezing under the door into the bathroom.. how u ended up being left behind in the bathroom by ah gong when u followed him in.. u were so quiet he didnt know u were inside! And he went all the way to the kitchen to look for u when he heard u meowing u know? He didnt realised u were in the bathroom! Then how u tot we were playing with u when we were sweeping and mopping the floor... You trying to kaypo at the stuffs I swept into the dustpan... U pawing at the door to be let into Jack's room when u felt the aircon from under the door. How u love to lie down on his bed... U lying down at areas I want to sweep and refusing to move. And of cos, how u sometimes managed to flew out of the door before we can close it and always end up getting dirty when u lie down a the the drain or under the pot of plants. And of cos our tours to Baby Sitter's house where u can kaypo more.
And how u always answer my calls by looking at me when I call u.. And not forgetting ur daily waits at the gate for me to reach home every working day evening. Love how u paw the gate.. as though u were trying to reach me.
And of cos there were times my heart pained for u.. Seeing u suffering with the diarrhoea, the loose stool, ear inflammation and steralisation.. all these made me feel so bad. When u came back after ur steralisation, u were so weak and u didnt even meowed once. Your tail drooped and dragged across the floor whilst u walked slowed to the bedroom. Seeing such a sight gave us the sour feeling in our heart. I remembered sleepin in the room u were sleeping, hardly falling asleep just to check if u were alright and making sure u werent licking ur scar. U didnt even have energy to climb into ur litter tray. U didnt want to eat that night and only ate a bit around 5plus am the next day. I even had to feed u with a spoon. But u didnt eat much and I was so worried. But luckily, u recovered and by the 7th day u were getting quite hyper.
Dear Meow Me, there are so many many other scenarios and cute little actions of urs that makes my heart melt but everytime u wasnt well, I felt so helpless. But nevertheless, seeing u overcoming each stage and growing stronger and fatter calms my heart. On 14th March, u were 2.6kg! Everyone loves u. Me, ur daddy Shawn, Po Po, Ah Gong, Jack Uncle, Ur Daddy's Parents and sister too, next door Auntie (Baby Sitter 1), Yenling (Baby Sitter 2), Yenwei (Baby Sitter 3), Uncle, Irine yi yi, Pei Pei yi yi, Darling yi yi, Tommy Uncle, Jasmine yi yi, Yuefen yi yi, Kaiqing yi yi.. Nobody can resist u and love to stroke u. Yes everyone I mentioned has stroked u before , remember? Even Daddy Shawn wasnt with us for past 2 mths plus, he has been giving me a lot of advices and always love it when I showed u to him on the web cam. And u are such a dear.. a beauty.. that even the groomers, AMK clinic staff and doc and also Mt Pleasant staff and doc agreed! Even my colleagues and frens who has seen ur pic says u are so cute and pretty. Visitors to the house said the same. Daddy and myself is so proud of u.
We hope that your 3 months plus time spent with u has allowed u to feel pampered and loved. Though you were sick most of the time, and has been on medication constantly, I know u led a happy life here. There were times I broke down with all the stress but in the end, I never regretted having u. You brought joy to the family and myself. In return we showered our love n care n concern for u. Perhaps life could have been better at another owner's house but I assured u that I have given my best to care for u. My love for u has been and will always be there. Po Po has been very close to u too.. so u must remember and pray for her well being too ok? Truely hope that you have felt the love we showered upon you and left for a better place. I have prayed to my Popo and asked her to look after u. Look for her. She loves cats too.. She will look after u. Over there, dun think u will suffer from diarrhoea anymore. No more sensitive stomach, no more poor digestive system. I have placed ur purple collar around the my cat soft toy neck. Remember her? Blue eyed, "white" and named just like u. She shall wear it and it shall remain in my room. I will not be gettin another cat as no other cats can replace u my dear. Rest in peace Me Me.. I love u.. We Love Meow Me...
Meow Me
23rd August 2008- 19 March 2009
(6mths 24 days)
Ragdoll- Blue Mitted
Female
We Love Meow Me... Always Loved, Remembered and Missed...
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