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		<title>By: Searching for cat care tip</title>
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		<dc:creator>Searching for cat care tip</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 16:33:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It was a tough weekend in the Turnbull household. Our 12 year old family cat, Jordie, had to be put down due to severe kidney failure. He had a tough life, but at the same time a wonderful life, mostly thanks to my wife Tara. She found him on the street when he was a baby, almost dead. He had everything you could imagine: worms, fleas, covered in dirt, pneumonia, infection in eyes, malnourished. Yet he purred the whole time when she picked him up and took him home. That was his signature in his life, his...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was a tough weekend in the Turnbull household. Our 12 year old family cat, Jordie, had to be put down due to severe kidney failure. He had a tough life, but at the same time a wonderful life, mostly thanks to my wife Tara. She found him on the street when he was a baby, almost dead. He had everything you could imagine: worms, fleas, covered in dirt, pneumonia, infection in eyes, malnourished. Yet he purred the whole time when she picked him up and took him home. That was his signature in his life, his&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Cheryl-Thommys mom</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cheryl-Thommys mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 13:49:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I know what you are going through.  My Thomas cat kid is dying as we speak.  I have had many cats over the years but Thomas has always been  so special.  He is 16 years old and last week he stopped eating and drinking. He has been failing for the last year-becoming thin and eating less-sleeping more.  
I called the vet and after much conversation decided to let him pass peacefully with dignity at home surrounded by familiy and friends. I could not stand the thought of him passing in a vet hospital in a wire cage with IV&#039;s hooked up all by himself with strange animals barking and meowing.  knowing that he would not make it regardless of treatment. I cry every day. Cats leave payprints on our hearts.  I will never forget Thomas.  He will always be in my heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know what you are going through.  My Thomas cat kid is dying as we speak.  I have had many cats over the years but Thomas has always been  so special.  He is 16 years old and last week he stopped eating and drinking. He has been failing for the last year-becoming thin and eating less-sleeping more.<br />
I called the vet and after much conversation decided to let him pass peacefully with dignity at home surrounded by familiy and friends. I could not stand the thought of him passing in a vet hospital in a wire cage with IV&#8217;s hooked up all by himself with strange animals barking and meowing.  knowing that he would not make it regardless of treatment. I cry every day. Cats leave payprints on our hearts.  I will never forget Thomas.  He will always be in my heart.</p>
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		<title>By: Alex</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 19:09:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jon,

I just kind of stumbled upon your blog again, to see if you had posted anything new because I like to read about your many travels and adventures. I am really sorry to hear about Tigger. I can&#039;t say I know how you feel because I&#039;ve never lost a pet that meant a lot to me like Tigger meant to you. As sad as this entry was it was also beautiful and filled with love and I&#039;m sure that&#039;s how Tigger always knew you. 
I don&#039;t know if you&#039;re in Portland for any extended period of time, but if you feel like going out for a bit or getting food or anything, ring me up (but I&#039;m using j&#039;s phone so the last four numbers are 9322).
I give good hugs :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jon,</p>
<p>I just kind of stumbled upon your blog again, to see if you had posted anything new because I like to read about your many travels and adventures. I am really sorry to hear about Tigger. I can&#8217;t say I know how you feel because I&#8217;ve never lost a pet that meant a lot to me like Tigger meant to you. As sad as this entry was it was also beautiful and filled with love and I&#8217;m sure that&#8217;s how Tigger always knew you.<br />
I don&#8217;t know if you&#8217;re in Portland for any extended period of time, but if you feel like going out for a bit or getting food or anything, ring me up (but I&#8217;m using j&#8217;s phone so the last four numbers are 9322).<br />
I give good hugs <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Mumster</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mumster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 13:06:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I miss Tiggie a lot, too.  It was a really hard decision to not just bring Tigger home with me, sort of alive and just hope for the best.  The vet assured me that if she died on her own it would not be pleasant for her.  Ihad seen her struggling to breath, panting on her side and not able to lap water from my finger.   But all of that didn&#039;t make it easier for me.  The tears came and are still running down my face as I read what you wrote. 

 Tigger sat in my lap almost every night.  She would prefer you or Christine if you were around and she missed you both very much over the years.  Two of her favorite places to be were in the sun on your bed or Christine&#039;s. 

 It&#039;s really hard to lose a &quot;pet child&quot;, it makes me think maybe I shouldn&#039;t have any more.  But then I remember what great company they are always, but particularly when you are sad.  

In their own ways, Haley and Suzie miss Tigger too.  Suzie went out to Tigger&#039;s garden spot this morning to pay her respects.  All three kitties shared spaces and food dishes and basically lived in harmony.  Haley teased her indoors - but protected her outside.  They will miss her, too. 

 Just because you love someone (or &quot;somecat&quot;) and lose them makes you sad -- but to have never had them to love would be far, far worse.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I miss Tiggie a lot, too.  It was a really hard decision to not just bring Tigger home with me, sort of alive and just hope for the best.  The vet assured me that if she died on her own it would not be pleasant for her.  Ihad seen her struggling to breath, panting on her side and not able to lap water from my finger.   But all of that didn&#8217;t make it easier for me.  The tears came and are still running down my face as I read what you wrote. </p>
<p> Tigger sat in my lap almost every night.  She would prefer you or Christine if you were around and she missed you both very much over the years.  Two of her favorite places to be were in the sun on your bed or Christine&#8217;s. </p>
<p> It&#8217;s really hard to lose a &#8220;pet child&#8221;, it makes me think maybe I shouldn&#8217;t have any more.  But then I remember what great company they are always, but particularly when you are sad.  </p>
<p>In their own ways, Haley and Suzie miss Tigger too.  Suzie went out to Tigger&#8217;s garden spot this morning to pay her respects.  All three kitties shared spaces and food dishes and basically lived in harmony.  Haley teased her indoors &#8211; but protected her outside.  They will miss her, too. </p>
<p> Just because you love someone (or &#8220;somecat&#8221;) and lose them makes you sad &#8212; but to have never had them to love would be far, far worse.</p>
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