Izzy and Beamer
I haven't been writing very much in the blog of late. My beautiful Himalayan cat Izzy hasn't been feeling well and had lost quite a bit of weight. I have been spending a lot of time spoiling him. At midnight on Sunday night I decided to run him in to the 24 hour vet hospital to get an ultrasound. I just suddenly had a feeling. Allan thought I was nuts. I got out the crate and put it in the back and headed in for a little road trip and some peace of mind. Six hours later I drove home with my sister at my side...but no Izzy. He had cancer and his colon had a two inch tumor that was completely blocking him. If I had put him in his huge overnight crate and gone to bed, he would have had an awful night alone in pain. In hindsight I am so thankful for the little push that made me leave home in the middle of the night. I am thankful for my sister Jess who drove to town at 2 am to be with me and with Izzy when he passed.
I am thankful for my friend Cheryl Dawn a healer and shaman who called me from Hawaii that afternoon to tell me that Izzy was telling her that he wanted to go outside...mom never let's me out. True. He wanted to feel dirt on his feet. There were about 80-110km winds so I bundled him up and took him to the greenhouse so he could pad around in the dirt where it was warm. He got to be a real cat. The lettuce and big orchid that he rubbed along must have felt like a jungle. I let him just roam around for about a half hour. I intended to do this every day. It was very cold and windy, so I bundled him back up in the blanket and showed him around the yard. He was bundled like a baby with just his adorable face peeking out. He seemed so happy. It's like the universe knew that it was Izzy's last day. Izzy and I just didn't. Farewell my beautiful boy. I miss you more than I can say.
I will post a picture later, he was wicked cute. And he was a hugger. God this house is not going to be the same.