by spaceshare » Sat May 02, 2009 7:38 pm
Oh Abbey, I am so sorry you lost Lily. You were so dedicated to her and her well-being. If you had not cared about her so much, her short life would have been much different -- she was fortunate to have you and you gave her a wonderful place to be. I know that doesn't take away the pain of losing a pet so well loved.
I lost Nuba about four weeks ago while I was across country in Massachusetts. I was there giving a presentation -- did a powerpoint presentation and Nuba's picture ended up on the screen because his pic is my screen saver. Anyway, I came home to learn he had left the house the day after I left and never returned. My son who was house sitting didn't tell me about it until I returned home. As soon as I walked in the door (1 a.m. about a week later), Zen jumped out of her bed and started crying. The next day, we (Zen and I) searched all over the woods for Nuba. And a week later, I spotted a bobcat behind the house. I started roaring at it (the only threat I could think of at the time) so loudly that my nearest neighbors heard and phoned to find out what was going on. Of course, its likely that the bobcat got Nuba.
So then I felt guilty -- I let the cats have what I call outdoor privileges -- i.e., they live in the house but can come in and out at will during the day. There's some obvious risks to that. I lock the cats in at nights.
Zen cried for two weeks, would start to play chase and then look around expectantly, waiting for Nuba. In the third week, I purchased another Bengal. It seemed too soon but I wanted to get the household back to normal. I got on the internet and looked for another Bengal and found one who reminded me of Nuba and contacted the breeder.
I named him Ketu -- Tibetan for comet -- before I even got him. He's a strange fellow. He wouldn't come near me after I drove down your way (Sacramento) to pick him up unlike his fellow half grown Bengals -- four of whom all crawled in the cat carrier together ready to depart with me. Instead, this little guy hid and when he finally let me approach him, he licked my finger, sucked it, and then bit me! Although I was given an option of choosing another cat, I took him home anyway. In the carrier, in the car, he crawled under the carrier pad and fell asleep on his back with his head and face facing upward and sticking out the other end of the pad. He stayed that way for the full six hour drive and hardly made a sound. His eyes are a weird color -- amberish brown -- and he has the strangest cry. I wasn't quite sure what I had gotten myself in to... perhaps an excess of Asian Leopard genes?? Once I got him home, I learned he also likes to bite toes but I was relieved to find that he did seem to like humans, wanted to be petted, and he likes having lots of attention and affection. He wouldn't let me pick him up at first (kept clawing my arms with his back legs) but we have worked on that one and he's better (not perfect!). I think I gave him his first toy which he totally appreciated. It's pretty ragged and dirty, now. And now he's decided everything in the house is his toy... so, we have some work to do there. Zen protested the new arrival at first but by the end of the second week, she was tolerating him and playing with him. He can be pretty rough so, again, we are working on where the limits are. And there's always the litter box stuff -- he has had some accidents -- and my favorite plant is now dead as when I moved Ketu out of the bathroom (temporary quarters) to his permanent quarters, he returned to the bathroom -- and not finding the litter box, used the plant instead. And, he also decided to baptize my bed three times.
Nuba was such a gentle loving elegant kitty and Ketu is a little hellion. He will never be Nuba but he eased the pain...
Thank you for sharing Lily with us, Abbey. She captured my heart as I am sure she captured others' as well. Let us know how you are doing.
With thoughts (and love) --
Kitties: Zen & Ariel. Litter Box: Litter Robot. Remembering Nuba, Ceba, and Yang Su Ling.