Photo Hunters: In Memory

The Photo Hunters theme this week is: in memory. This is a very sad one, but it is good to remember those that were important to us. So today, I am remembering my big sister Pixie, who had to go to the Rainbow Bridge on September 14, 2008.

Pixie, I miss you very much. You were a good big sister to me. And you were very brave, because you never complained about having hypertrophic cardiomyopathy and you always ate your medicines.

Here is Pixie when she was a little baby. Her heart was strong then!
And I will never forget how much Pixie loved bananers.

I had an idea that if I wore my Angel suit, maybe I could visit her at the Bridge. But it did not work. So I will just keep Pixie safely inside my heart.

Pixie, I will never forget you.

Photo Hunters: In Memory

Fierce Fighter Day: Remembering Pixie

My friends at Whiskers and Purrs have declared today Fierce Fighter Day. Here is what they said about this special day:

On this very special day, we is askin' that our dear friends on the innernets remember all of the Ones That Came Before that have bravely fought battles with cancer, FIP, diabetes, or any other struggle, and have now gone on to watch over us. These brave little soldiers fought long and hard to be with us but the only way they could win the battle was to go on to heaven.

So today, I am taking time to remember my big sister, Pixie.

Pixie was diagnosed with Feline Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy when she was just a few years old. She was very brave, and tolerated twice-yearly visits to her cardiologist for ultrasounds and other testing. Every day, Pixie took her medicines without complaining or biting. She had to take Lasix, Atenolol, Plavix, and Enalapril.

Since she did not feel well, Pixie did not like to play or jump around very much. But she was happy to sit quietly, as long as she was near my Mommie. And Pixie would meow loudly with happiness when she got her ears rubbed.

Pixie did not really enjoy modeling, so she was not on the blog very often. But you know she loved her bananers!

Here is a movie we made a couple of years ago of Pixie eating a delicious bananer treat. She had some every day! If you cannot see the video, you can click HERE for another version.

Pixie never complained about having this terrible illness. But, finally, her heart got very, very tired and Pixie could not even stand without becoming breathless. Her last day was spent snuggling with my Mommie. Then, Pixie made her final trip to the vet, and she did not return. I miss you very much, Pixie. I hope they have a lot of bananers at the Rainbow Bridge.

Pixie
9/25/95 - 9/14/08

Fierce Fighter Day: Remembering Pixie

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Sometimes, you do not know how much you truly love somebuddy until they are gone. Hug someone you love today because tomorrow could be too late.

ps: I want to thank everyone, from the bottom of my heart, for your kind words about the loss of Pixie. Your thoughtfulness means so much to us.

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Farewell, sweet Pixie

It is with a heavy heart that I tell you some sad news. Pixie had a talk with me, and she told me that she was ready to go to the Rainbow Bridge. Pixie left us this morning.

Most of you know that Pixie has struggled with feline hypertrophic cardiomyopathy for over 6 years now. She was very tired and sad, and I do not think she even enjoyed her toys very much.

Here is Pixie as a little baby kitten. Back then she loved to run and jump and twirl and leap around. Then, her heart got broken and she could not do all the fun things she used to do. Over the years, her heart became worse and worse. But she was always brave and took all of her medicines.

I know Pixie would not want you to be sad. Maybe you could eat a bananer today in honor of Pixie.

Pixie, I will meet you again when it is my time to go to the Bridge. Rest in peace, sweet Pixie, my sister.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Pixie
9/25/95 - 9/14/08

Farewell, sweet Pixie

Photo Hunters: Wrinkled

The Photo Hunters theme this week is wrinkled. At first, I thought of showing a picture of the wrinkles on my Mommie's face, but she did not smile big when I suggested that. So here are some other things: I like to play with tissue paper until it is a wrinkled mess!

This is my big sister, Pixie. She has hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. She also has almost no furs on her undercarriage! See? She is all wrinkled!

Um, Pixie? I am sorry to tell you this, but you might need to wear a bra.

Pixie said she is very proud of her wrinkles!

Photo Hunters: Wrinkled

Where The Beans Are

Ever since my Mexican Jumping Beans went deaded, I have been wondering where they end up. Are Jumping Beans a legume or an animal or a bug? Do they go to the Rainbow Bridge? Or maybe they are reincarnated. Why are these beans called "refried" anyway? Is refried another way of saying reincarnated? Because maybe my Mexican Jumping Beans were reincarnated as refried Beans.

Hey, Jumping Beans! You in there? Hmmm. No answer.

OH NOES! Pixie ate some of my reincarnated, refried Jumping Beans!
Daisy: Pixie, did you eat my Beans?
Pixie: Um, no. Why do you ask?
Daisy: I can tell by the expression on your face that you ate some.
Pixie: No, I didn't. I promise.
Daisy: Do not make promises you cannot keep!
Daisy: Come here, Pixie. Let me sniff you for beans.
Pixie: I only just ate them. They haven't been digested yet.

Daisy: You DID eat them! They were my pets. At least, they might have been my pet beans.

Pixie: I know where you can find them later tonight.... hey, where are you going? Bring back some guacamole, okay?

Jumping Bean: Daisy, do not worry about me. I have had a good Jumping Bean life. Thanks for giving me a bath, and for letting me play football.

Where The Beans Are

Doctor Daisy Learns Cardiology

Lately, I have been so busy that I have been neglecting my medical studies. You know, my big sister Pixie has hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. This means her heart is very sick. So, I have decided to take the Advanced course in cardiology to try to help heal Pixie's heart.

Pixie: Daisy, I saved up all of my allowance! Will you take my case?

Daisy: Pixie, I could never take your money. Let me study your case and see if I can fix you all up. First, I will need to practice the operation on my test subject.

Daisy: Hmmm, I think I see the problem here. The heart is broked. I must repair it without making the nose light up.

Daisy: I will first practice with my trusty tweezers scalpel.

Daisy: This is much harder than I thought. If nobody is looking...

...I will use my teeths instead. Do not worry, I brushed before the operation. This means my teeths are sterilized.

Daisy: Pixie, the operation is much too hard for me. See for yourself.

Pixie: Oh, I see, I see.

Daisy: I am very sorry Pixie. I will keep studying my hardest and maybe one day, I can cure you. For now, you must keep taking your medicines every day, and visit your regular cardiologist every six months.

Pixie: Do not worry, Daisy! I love you.
Daisy: I love you too, Pixie.
Pixie: Can I have a bananer now?

Learn more about Feline Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy, or donate to research on this disease, by going to The Ricky Fund for HCM Research at the Winn Feline Foundation

Doctor Daisy Learns Cardiology

Riddle Me This

Daisy: Knock Knock.
Pixie: Who's there?
Daisy: Banana.
Pixie: Bananer? ALRIGHT!

Daisy: You are supposed to say, "Banana who?" Let's try again. Knock Knock.

Pixie: Who's there?
Daisy: Banana.
Pixie: Come on in, bananer!

Daisy: You have to play right!
Pixie: Okay, Daisy, I'll do better this time.
Daisy: Knock Knock.
Pixie: Who's there?
Daisy: Orange!
Pixie: Where's the bananer?
Daisy: You are ruining my joke.

Pixie: Okay, Orange who?
Daisy: Orange you glad I didn't say banana? Hahahahahaha!
Pixie: No. Why would I be glad about that?

Riddle Me This

Where I prove that I am the Good cat

It is me again, Pixie! Everybody thinks that Daisy is the Good cat and I am the Bad cat. Today, I am going to prove that I am the true Good cat. Most of you already know that I have hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. Here are all my medicines. I take all FOUR medicines, every single day. Only a Good cat would do that. Here are some of the prizes I won from Monty Q's "Who Do You Love" Valentine contest. I think you will agree that my Ode to a Bananer could only have been written by a Good cat.

I am testing out the fancy new bed. I am already a little bit nervous...
... because Daisy is on her way to check out MY prizes.
Next, Daisy started a fight!
Who is being the Bad cat now? Daisy!
My new bed was left in a shambles.
So I groomed it right again.

I even modeled my new shirt like a professional model. I have not had as much practice as Daisy, but I think I still did a good job.

So, now I ask you: Who's the Good Kitty? PIXIE!

Where I prove that I am the Good cat