January 28, 2015 I lost a very special cat. Desi. He was beautiful, smart, playful and very loving. He would rub up against my legs as I drank my coffee in the morning. He would sneak upstairs to see me, braving the wrath of Peanut, who hated him. He always got up to greet me when I entered the Sunroom. That was his room. Peanut made sure he really didn't have any other room, except maybe my Mom's and Peanut was even parking herself in there in order to ban Desi. It was sad that he couldn't be more a part of the family. I know he wanted to be with us in the living room, but along with Peanut, we have her 2 sisters and none of them really cared for Desi. So sometimes he would sit in the dining room and cry. I would get up and go to him. He would lead me back to the sunroom, then stop and turn around, as if to say, you can pick me up now, mom.
Every night before I'd go to bed, I would go to the sunroom and pick up Desi. He would butt his head into my cheek and chin and I would tell him how much I loved him. I told him I loved him too much. So, so much. To the moon and back. Then I would put him down say goodnight and go to bed.
I did that for the last time the night before last. I knew then he was in trouble He wasn't breathing right. I had also thought maybe he was starting to gain some older cat weight as his belly was getting a bit bigger. But, unfortunately, that was fluid. When I got him to the vet yesterday morning, the x-ray showed fluid in his chest and abdomen. The vet said it was FIP. I was not familiar with it, but found out it is fatal. Even after having his chest and abdomen drained, he had labored breathing. I knew he was uncomfortable and I knew it wasn't going to get any better. I had to make the decision to put my beautiful, BEAUTIFUL, boy down. I had some time alone with him prior to his demise. He purred and butted his head into my cheek. I told him I loved him too much and to the moon and back.
Then, as I held him in my arms, the dreaded injection was done. The whole time I told him how much I loved him and how so sorry I was and that I would NEVER forget him. Then he was gone. My beautiful lovable soft manly man, was gone; never to head butt me or rub my legs again. I miss him so much. I always will. I love my girl kitties, but am very partial to boys and he was the BEST! Rest in Peace my beautiful tuxedo tabby cat. I couldn't love a cat more.
He started life out as a stray; born in the backyard of a friends house in Fort Washington, PA. A momma cat had kittens and my friend was catching them and finding homes. She saved the first one and named him Dusty; a handsome gray tabby. Then she caught Desi. He came to my house so I could socialize him so he could be adopted out. He was an older kitty and hadn't been touched by human hands. From the time we pulled him out of the cage till the time he died, he was a lover boy. Purred from that first moment as if to say, yay, I'm home. I socialized him right into my heart! I did love him too much! My heart is aching and it's tough to stop crying. To the moon and back my Desi Dez! I will NEVER forget you. I am so glad you were in my life, I just wish it was for so much longer!!! 3 years is no where near enough time!
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