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My sweet Jane who crossed over the rainbow bridge this past October. Miss my girl so much !!
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Oh Kate, you bring me many sweet memories because your Jane reminds me very much of my Squirt, who was nineteen when we parted. She was what they called a “Long-Haired Torty” (for tortoise). Jane could be Squirt’s great, great, great….well, you get the idea. How old was Jane? How long were you together? Are you having more smiles than tears now? I know the tears and feelings come over you, but are you feeling better? Toni-
Jane was only 11 years old . We adopted her when she was 2-3 years old . She was such a brave , strong kitty . She was my soulmate . She endured surgery to remove ear polyps , years ago and they found she had MRSA. Then about a year and a half ago , she had surgery to remove 2 mammary cancer spots . A few months before her passing we learned that the cancer metastasized to her lungs , and she was having trouble breathing . She then stopped eating . She was the greatest best friend , and always so gentle abs loving to her guinea pigs and bunny brother .
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And I’m so sorry about your Squirt !!
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Thank you Kate. Squirt was with me half my life and we went through everything together. She’s been gone a long time and I will always get happy, warm, loving feelings thinking of her. Jane was younger than Squirt and went through so much. You are a dear person to have given her such care. I am delighted you are part of our community and we would love to see Jane’s brothers – the guinea pigs and bunny brother. With pictures if possible 🙂
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I am going to try to post some pictures of Jane and her siblings . I’m not seeing as how I can add pictures t my reply , so I might post them separately
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Hi Kate. I see the picture of your sweet Jane and she reminds me of our precious Bella who we recently lost. We are still devastated. Our family and friends do not understand the love that my husband and I share for our kitties. The pain of loosing them never leaves us.
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