Sweet sweet Dezi. My heart and my soul…my destiny. My precious angel you could have never known how I felt the day I met you. My heart had been ripped out of my chest just days earlier when I lost Ransom. The third boy, no…son that I had lost at the age of five. I swore as He drifted off to heaven that I would never give my heart away again. I just couldn’t bare going through this again. And I thanked God that Lexi was waiting for me, to comfort me. She would fill that hole and be enough. I knew that I would have to get a new kitty to help Lexi help me, and that kitty would be well taken care of. But I wouldn’t lose my heart to them. Of course Lexi had gotten older and needed help quickly. It broke my heart to see her trying so hard to do the work that 2 kitties had done for the past 5 years. And then the phone rang.
On the other end of the line was a dog rescuer begging for my help. They had taken in a large litter of Ragdoll kittens from a very bad breeder. They knew my situation and I’m sure they thought I’d take at least 1 kitten home. And of course I made the 2 hour drive to meet you all. And the whole way there I kept telling myself I wasn’t going to fall head over heels. When I arrived I was given the back story, and although touching, having been in rescue for so long and already grieving, it didn’t phase me much. I was told y’all were 6 weeks old, weaned and using the litter box. They led me to a big empty room and brought a small Easter basket filled with kitties into the room. You were all poured into the floor and I thought you all looked way too small to be 6 weeks old. But they had gotten papers that said just that. And then you came waddling over with your worm filled belly and struggled to crawl up onto my leg only a few inches off the floor but towering over you. Your litter mates all huddled close together and played with each other. But you had no interest in being anywhere but on my leg. And then you looked up at me with those big deep blue eyes and started to purr and mew and I knew you were my destiny. It was meant to be. I wouldn’t admit it, but I was falling in love with you.
I picked you up and we made the long drive home. You lay quietly only purring the whole way. Once home it was then I realized you weren’t 6 weeks old but 3 1/2 to 4 weeks instead. You were half dead from being over wormed with big box store wormers and you had a horrific case of tapeworm instead. These were all things I had dealt with many times, so once I called the rescue to make sure your littermates were properly cared for we set in for the long haul. Over the next few days and weeks and months I didn’t realize how you were purring your way right into my heart. You always wanted to be able to see me. You didn’t seem to miss your littermates at all. And you always wanted me to be seated before doing anything. If I wasn’t sitting down you wouldn’t eat, drink, go to the potty, or play. I learned it’s because you know when I’m going to pass out and since you alert me, you want to know that I’m not going to fall. You are still that way today.
Meez gunna get you
I think about those first few weeks and how close I came to losing you on more than one occasion. You had been so dehydrated and sick from the wormers and the worms that each day was a fight to keep you alive. But even amongst all of that you wanted to be near me. You were ready to take on Lexi when she would protest with a hiss as she towered over you like a giant and drooled from her toothless mouth. You would turn your tiny little body to the side and flare up and hiss right back. And then run to me for “protection” as she ran down the hall to hide. You liked to sleep right on my chest with your head under my chin and your cottony baby furs tickling my face. I didn’t dare move you because you were just so precious. Sleeping and purring all at the same time.
I remember the first time you did your “dance” at my ankles only a few days after coming home, and I didn’t know what you wanted. That “dance” has become the bond that keeps us together almost 24/7. You now stand much taller than my ankles but you still do “the dance”. And with your high pitched babyish mew you make my heart melt. I watch you sleep and see that little kitten that crawled up on my legs and laid down the first day so contented and safe. When you sleep in my lap and wake to find me watching you and tilt your head up and squint your eyes and “pucker” your lips for a kiss…I lose my heart all over again.
I remember the day I realized I had fallen head over heels in love with you my sweet. I woke up and you were laying on my chest with your paw on my cheek and purring as loud as a lion roars. I looked at you and your eyes slowly opened and you put your other paw on my cheek as well and lifted your head and licked my chin. It was as if the world stopped for that moment in time. And then you drifted off to dreamland again. In that moment I knew I could never imagine my life without you. You’ve grown a lot since then and gotten much heavier, but I wouldn’t ever want you to stop our morning wake up ritual.
I love how you chatter and trill and purr almost constantly. How you are always wherever I am. How you wipe the tears from my eyes with your paw. And try to make the hurt go away with your pats. Sometimes I wonder who’s petting who. And just who’s taking care of who. You are one of a kind and I was so blest you chose me to love and be your mommy. Maybe you did know how I was feeling that day and you knew that you could make it all better. My Deztinee, my precious angel, my heart, all I know for sure is that my life isn’t complete without you. Thank you for being my perfect angel and my true destiny. Thank you for loving and looking after Lexi. Thank you for choosing me when I wasn’t worth choosing. I love you with all my heart and soul and nothing will ever separate us. With each passing day my love for you grows and I wouldn’t change a thing.
With all my Love,
Mommy
Oh mommy meez luvs you very much. Me never wanted to be anywhere but wiff you. Fank you fur comin’ dat day and fur fightin’ fur me so hawd. And fank you mostly fur lovin’ me. (puts paw to mommy’s face and wipes away the tears) Don’t cwy mommy, even da happy tears cuz me be wight here. And tomowwo we celebwate meez 1 year Blogoversawy. Yous been helpin’ me and Lexi make furiends and hav fun in Blogville fur a whole year now. we sure hope you can all stop by tomowwo to help us celebwate. Meez sure mommy will hav da leaky eyes again. Da happy ones of course.
Dear sweet Lexi, where do I start?. When I saw you for the first time only minutes old and laying there in a child’s shoe box stacked on top of your littermates; I couldn’t have known how profoundly you would change my life. You spoke for all of you. Mewing so loudly that you got the attention of everybody at the adoption event. I didn’t wait to hear your story or how you came to be there. I took you into the break room at the Petsmart and washed you off, wrapped you in a towel and got you a bottle. It was then that I took the time to hear your story. I knew you would be special. You were a fighter and wanted to live and be loved.
I remember as I sat feeding you the president of the rescue I volunteered with told me they didn’t want to take in your litter because y’all were too “black” and would be hard to adopt. And that it would be better for everybody if you were put to sleep now. I remember the rage I felt hearing that, and refusing saying that someone will want y’all. I remember going to the vet later that day to have you checked out and being told none of you would make it. But I just knew you would. You had spunk, and fight, and the biggest purr I had ever heard on such a young kitten. I also remember how you wanted to snuggle up in my arms every chance you got. I would try to give you a bottle and you just wanted to be next to me.
As y’all grew and it came time for you to find a forever home, I remember being a little more protective of you than I had been with other kittens. I remember the first adoption event you were a part of and how when we came home you wouldn’t leave my side. And then it happened…someone wanted you. An application had been put in to adopt you. It was then that I knew how much I truly loved you and could never let you go. I made apologies an changed your name and resigned myself to the fact that we were a 3 cat home now. It was like you relaxed when I told you that you were my baby, my daughter now and I would never leave you and you would always live with me no matter what.
You were a quick study when it came to learning how to help me and your brothers. You worked so hard it was as if you were trying to prove you belonged with me and that I had made the right choice. But Lexi, my heart, my love, you never had to prove anything to me; I made the only choice my heart would allow. Each time we moved you were always the steady one. The one who seemed to let your brothers know that we were always going to be together even though your worlds had been turned upside down. And as always you preferred being held over anything else. You scarfed your meals so you could get to my lap first. And no matter how hard I tried to get you to slow down you just didn’t listen. You were so tiny and your brothers so big that you didn’t want to have to compete with them. I so enjoyed lap time with the three of you.
As the years passed you grew and things changed. First Devon left us and then Lucky. You and I grieved together and found comfort in each other. And you tolerated the addition of a new brother and eventually a new sister. Out of your toleration grew a deep love for them. You were so patient and loving with them and me. You worked so hard to help me train each of them. Even though you were getting older and slower you worked just as hard as when you were a youngster.
We’re both getting older now my sweet, and the gray hairs are creeping up and sprouting on both of us. But every time I look at you I still see that little kitten that fought so hard to live. I never had much in the way of money so you didn’t have every new toy that came out or pawsum cat furniture to play on. But Lexi my green eyed angel girl, you never lacked for my love.
There is no one in this world who could love you more than me. Sometimes as I watch you sleep, and watch your chest rise and fall with each breath I’m in total awe. How could so much love be wrapped up in such a small package? We often communicate without saying anything. I look at you from across the room and you tilt your head and give me a slow blink and turn on your rumbling purr that can be heard throughout the house. And then you walk over to me and jump up in my lap and put out your paw to pull my hand over to you. I whisper, I love you angel, and you just purr louder. Sometimes I ask you if you love me too, and you always look over at me and meow. There are those who would say you have no idea what I said or what you are responding, but you and I know different don’t we.
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We share a bond that can never be broken. I was so blest to have been the first voice you heard and the first thing you saw and too be chosen by you. I am still so blest that you continue to share your love with me. Everyday with you is like a little piece of heaven here on earth. I try daily to let you know how much you mean to me and how much I love you. And with each passing day my love for you only grows stronger. So Lexi, my darling angel girl, I will continue to remind you that I love you and that we will always be together. Thank you for choosing me and thank you for loving me. I am yours and you are mine till the end of time and beyond.
Love Forever,
Mommy
Well evewypawdy as you can see, mommy hijacked meez bloggy today to write a love letter to sissy. She sez she’s gunna write me one next and me can’t wait. Me knows mommy luvs me cuz she tells me all da time. But it’s gunna be gweat to get a letter fwum her all meez own. It’s da mumff of luv, so ifin yous don’t say it evewyday or even ifin you do, then take da time this mumff to wemind those in yous life dat yous luv them. And don’t furget tomowwo be Valentine’s day and da Sadie Hawkins dance over at da Tabby Cat Club. Hope to see you there.
Meowllo everypawdy, da weekend’s here. WooHoo Well yesfurday fur National answer yous cat’s question day we let you choose da questions. And we got sum good ones dat’s fur sure. See, we ask mommy questions all da time and she answers ‘em wight then and there. And usually ifin hers can’t answer ‘em hers will find da answer. Whether dat means duin’ wesearch or askin’ sumpawdy els, so weez didn’t weally hav anyfin’ to ask hers. And we usually do da same fing wiff all of you. Ifin weez wunnewin’ sumfin’ ‘bout ya’, weez just ask. Yous always answer, so Fank you fur dat. Now me will get on to da question and answer portion of this posty.
Da first question by ow pawsum furiends da Trout Town Tabbies wuz: Why dusn’t mommy grow us more gwass in da house?
Mommys answer: I ought to. the girls love their grass, but we just don’t have the room to put a football field of grass in the house, and I get tired of stepping in and cleaning up the grass puke. MOL A little grass goes a long way.
I’z lubz da grazz too. Fankz awnty Jennifer.
Ow nex questionwuz fwum meez fellow Cat Scout and furiend Shoko fwum da Canadian Cats. She wanted to know where me sleeps.
Meez gunna answer this one. Me sleeps wight beside mommy. We hav a twin size hospital bed and mommy sleeps as faw over to one side as hers can to make room fur me to curl up at hers waist. Sis Lexi sleeps between mommy legs and rests hers head on mommys thigh.
Ow nex question got asked by a kupple of ow wunnewful furiends. Timmy fwum da Tomcat Commentary and Annabelle fwum Manx Mnews wanted to know what toy wuz boff Lexi and meez favowit.
Sissy and me talked this one over a while and came to a consensus. Ow favowit toy wuz da Cat’s Meow. we actually played wiff it so much we ran da motor out and it dusn’t work anymore. So, now ow favowit toys awe those wiff da nip in ‘em. You know da nana, da made wiff luv toys weez won and ow ball and twack toys.
Ow furiends da Florida Furkids wanted to know what ow favowit pizza is.
OMC It’s Pepperoni!!! Weez luv, luv, luv da pepperoni pizza. Dat weminds me of a question me has, when can we hav anudder pizza mommy? Oh, mommy sez soon.
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Anyways on to ow nex question which comes fwum ow adventurwous furiends da Purrfect Kitties. They wanna know ifin weez ever seen a weal live mousey.
Well… me hasn’t ever seen a weal live mousey but mommy sez she finks me wuld be a weal hunter and killer. Sis Lexi on da udder hand…she has seen a weal mousey and she joined mommy up in da chair while hers bwofur Lucky chased it down and made short work of it. C’mon now, weez posh pampurred inside Service kitties. MOL
Come here mousy meez gunna get you.
Ow dear furiend Tribble hoo got a new bwofur last year has da nex question. And she wants to know why weez hav no bwofur and do we want one. MOL Even tho’ this be a fun question it has a very serious answer, so meez gunna let mommy take this one.
Dear sweet Tribble after losing Devon to cancer and then Lucky and Ransom who both had UTI’s that essentially robbed them of their lives and me of them, I just couldn’t go through that again. Although females can get UTI’s it is more of a risk for males. So after Ransom died I prayed and asked God too send me a sweet little girl to love. And He did. He sent Dezi to me, and she is perfect in every way. I love all the boys that are in our lives including your sweet brother, but my heart couldn’t take another loss like that. So that’s why the girls don’t have a physical brother. You and your mommy are family to us, your not just online friends. That means your family is our family, including Indy.
Da nex question is by one of ow pawsum Facebook awnties. She’s been wiff us since almost da beginnin’. And she wanted to know when mommy had hers accident and ifin meez still fwaid of da loud noises.
Mommy had hers accident November 21, 1994. And yes, there awe sum loud noises dat still scare me. And meez purrawlly gunna fweak out again this year when spwing finally awwives and da lawn crew shows up fur da first time in mumffs. MOL
We saved this question fur last, cuz it might take a little time to answer. Ow furiends Pipo and Minko fwum We bees Siamese want to know how we learned to be Service Cats.
Dat’s a loaded question and wuld take a lot more time than we hav in this posty. We posted back on April 19, 2014 ‘bout Shad, Mommy’s Original Service Cat who twained herselff. And after she died and mommy wealized dat kitties kuld be twained to do such fings mommy stawted twainin’ hers very nex kitty, Devon. And while volunteerin’ wiff a wescue gwoup mommy adopted Lucky and then Lexi and twained them also. Devon helped wiff their twainin’ as well. We posted a little ‘bout Lexi’s twainin’ back on April 21, 2014 in Lexi Becomes a Service Cat. And finally me joined mommy and Lexi and they hav boff had a hand in twainin’ me.
As we hav had quite a foo new furiends join us in wecent mumffs we will be tellin’ more stories ‘bout ow twainin’ in da future. Although ow posts awe in no way meant to be a twainin’ manual as we don’t cover minute by minute. It wuld be way too boring. Twainin’ isn’t always fun or funny. We twy to post the joyous and funny times, and even lots of da oopsies. Just know dat there’s a lot of time put into twainin’. We wusn’t born Service cats, but any cat can be twained to become one. And we also posted the diffewence between a Service cat and Therapy cat on April 18, 2014. They awe not the same thing or interchangeable terms. Lexi and me awe twained Service Animals. Me has also been fwu da certification purrawcess to be a Therapy cat cuz mommy likes to giv back to da community when she can and weez not hav munny to giv but we do hav time.
Well, dat wraps up da questions and answers fwum National answer yous cats question day. We hope you learned a little more ‘bout us. As always ifin yous hav a question fur us anytime, just ask. Weez not mind answerin’ anyfin’ so long as it’s wespectful and nice. Yous know weez a rated G bloggy dat wuld be safe fur da peeps gwandchildwen to wead. so just member to keep it clean. There wuz anudder question dat rian asked. Hims didn’t actually ask us, but we wanted to share it. Hims not been feelin’ so good of late and wanted to know why hims sisfurs wus always hovewin’. Hims dad did a gweat job of answerin’ him and we just wanted to say dat we kitties be very empafetic. And when we luv, we luv deep. And we just want ow furmily to be okay. They hover Brian cuz they luv you, as do we. Yous in ow purrayers as is yous furmily.
And speakin’ of purrayers, weez askin’ you to keep sis Lexi in all yous purrayers. She will hav da bloggy nex time to tell yous ‘bout da rest of hers and mommys day togedder and giv yous an update on hers pill takin’ and eatin’. So be sure to come check it out. And check out da pawsum Purrs and Purrayers Badge ow sweet furiends fwum da Kitty Cat Chronicles made fur us. Yous can display on yous bloggies ifin yous wuld like. Fank yous so much sweet furiends, we luv it. They used lots of happy colors cuz they sed we wuz always happy. Isn’t dat da sweetest fing?
Hay y’all, Lexi heer. I’z dun gawn and hijacked Deziz bloggy soz I’z kuld tell youz bowt owr day. Soz I’z gezz youz kuld kawl diz Lexiz Werld. MOL Anywayz y’all noze I’z wendid too da VET cuz I’z nawt binna feelin’ soz good. Korz I’z fawt I’z wuz feelin’ much better. And dat wuz faynkz too awl youz purrayerz and support. I’z shur doo purreshayte it. Well mommy had fawt I’z wuz gunna habz me a blud tezt. And she wuz a little wereed. Troof beez towld herz wuz a lawt wereed, but she woodn’t let on like it rownd me.
Hoep youz like minez foto, mommy neerlee droev us off da rode taykin’ it. MOL
A a anywayz, mommy wuz gittin’ us redee too goze and feenkin’ bowt da trip (weez kood tell) and raynglin’ bowff of us and sided dat Dezi kood stay home and we wood mayk it a Lexi and mommy day owt. Seez da ownlee feeng Dezi duz dat I’z doent iz alert afur mommy passiz owt. but ya’ noze mommy habz awlwayz node dat eber kitty habz node it wuz gunna happin weez jiz didn’t doo noze little danziz and beez awl kutesee like Dezi duz. But after Deziz kutenezz stardid mommy began too watch me too see ibin I’z happind too doo anyfeeng, and whutd’ya’ noze, I’z stardid meowin’ like I’z doo at dinner time. Soz awl wuz good too leeb Dezi hoem and jiz habz a day fur da 2 of us. Weez finelee gawdid too da VETz and dayz wayd me and shur nuff I’z habz lawzt sum wayt. Din weez wendid back too da room too wayt on Dr. C. I’z relee wuz dredin’ dat and waydid in da strowler.
When weez gawdid hoem I’z kuldn’t hardlee wayt till dinner.
Finelee in himz wawlkz awl hapee and how ya’ dooin’ too mommy and awl. Whut dibberenz duz it mayk how mommy iz, weez heer fur me aynt we? Soz ontoo da taybull I’z went and himz sed, “Well her bladder’s full and I think a urinalysis would let me know if she has diabetes and a few other things as well az being easier on her.” Soz mommy sed, “so you don’t want to do a blood panel?” and himz sed, “Not if we can find our answers in the urine.” Soz da nize little gerlee kaymed intoo da room and held me down too da taybull and Dr. C…well himz stuck dat old needull rite intoo minez bladder. Iz himz NUTZ? Ibin ownlee I’z habz teef. I’z wooda toldid himz where too put dat needull. Well himz took minez deepawzit and left da room. When himz reeterned himz had wun of da teztz wiff himz and stardid splaynin too mommy awl bowt it, and herz eyez stardid leekin’. Soz I’z gunna let herz tell ya’ what himz sed.
Thank you Lexi, I had a great time spending the day with you. And I’m sorry Dr. C stuck you with a needle, but we needed to know how to help you. Dr. C said that Lexi’s urine isn’t being concentrated enough because the liver is getting old and giving out. And that she has early stage Renal disease. He said that for now we would treat it with a supplement called Azodyl given twice a day. This is suppose to help take the pressure off the liver and process some of the toxins that her liver can’t. He didn’t do a blood test at this time because he felt it wasn’t needed since their was no sugar in her urine and diabetes had been the course of thought until now. And the tests he did perform on the urine were pretty extensive. He wants her on the Azodyl for a week and if she improves we’ll do nothing further as far as testing at this time. If she doesn’t improve, then we’ll have to go back and run more tests to determine what else might be the problem. As for her diagnosis, I would have preferred cantankerous old gal, but we believe in God and prayer, so we will ask you for your continued prayers. Lexi and Dezi are my world, and for the last almost 16 years I’ve done very little without Lexi. She is still so full of life and love, and has so much more to share with the world and with me. Thank you for all your support. This Azodyl is not cheap, and if it works, will be a forever thing. So we have put a donate button on our sidebar. As we can’t use HTML code, it only links to PayPal. You still have to enter our email address to donate. And if you choose friends and family, there is no fee charged to you for a transfer. I would very much like to thank the girls “awnty Ann” who paid todays entire bill.
mommy painted over ow address.
Yep I’z wanna faynk herz too. And weez’ll beez meetin’ herz nex week, and weez’ll habz a grayt poeztee too shayr bowt dat too. Anywayz I’z gunna git off heer now thiz old gal may still habz it, but itz bin a lawng day and I’z redee fur a little nap. And I’z wanna faynk awnty Jennifer and grand awnty Peggy fur da delishuz nomz dat wuz waytin’ on me when weez gawdid hoem. Ibin youz lizzen reel kloez youz kin heer me smakin’. Dat wuz sum pawsum lamb. I’z jiz mite habz too hijack da blog agin’ too tell youz bowt da rezt of owr day.
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