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Tasha (T-Girl)
by Vicky Chambers
I found Tasha in the middle of one of the many blizzards that struck New York in 1995. (I think it was 95) I found her huddled under a car for warmth, she came out when I called her and I saw she was the prettiest cat I ever seen. She was a biegey brown color and she had a pink patch on her head. I took her home and at first my mom didn't want to keep her. Soon she fell in love with her and we named her Tasha, I called her T-girl. During the time we had Tasha we lost 2 of our cats, Fidget, who was Tasha's daughter, and Elmo. It was a hard blow when we lost them. I couldn't imagine losing anymore of my animals.
I got older and got married last year and moved out with my husband into our new apartment. My mom wanted to take her but at first we really didn't want to cause we were afraid she would pee everywhere. (Tasha had this thing where she would pee where ever she wanted) And we also got brand new furniture and we didn't want her to scratch it up. We took her anyway a couple months ago, she joined me and my husband, and our cat Casper. She loved it here with us, my moms cats were always bothering her, and here she had peace. Casper didn't have a problem with her, All Cas cares about is sleeping, pets, and food.
About a week ago I went to feed the cats when I woke up, as usual Tasha was on her spot on the couch, and when she saw me pass she got up and followed. When I reached the kitchen I saw her collapse onto the floor, writing around and giving his horrible yowling sound. I yelled for my husband to wake up. Tash tried to get up, she couldn't use her back legs! We put her in a cat carrier and took her to the vet. The vet pointed out she had bulges on the sides of her stomach, my mom had also pointed them out to me, I just thought she was getting fat! LOng story short, at first they thought it was this condition that female cats get when they are not spayed, they said they could cure her with an operation to remove the uterus, it would cost 1100. I had just lost my job a couple weeks ago and didn't have that kind of money. We went home and made arrangements for my brother-in-law to lend us the money. Before I could call the Dr he called me, he told me he witnessed her 'seizure' and gave her an untrasound. He found she had tumors all over her spleen, which were probably causing blood clots to her brain. What she had wasn't seizures, they were strokes. Also she had lost her sight from them. I had no choice but to put her to sleep. I got to the vet and I held her in my arms, telling her she was going to a beautiful place, and she would see her daughter again, and Elmo. I told her about all the family in heaven I had that would look after her until I got there. She started then to try and walk around the table, almost falling off. She looked up at me and gave me this loud Meow, as if to say, "Ok Mom, enough, I'm ready to go now." I called the Dr in and told him it was time. I gave her one last kiss on the head and told her I loved her, and I was sorry for all the times I yelled at her, and for the time I didnt want her to live with me. I loved her, I always did. The Dr gave her the needles and put his stethascope on her belly, he didn't need to tell me she was gone, I had felt her leave. The Dr said I could have more time alone with her, but I left, I didnt want to stay there, I didn't want to see her like that anymore.
I picked up her ashes yesterday, I have them up where I could see them. Soon I'm going to get an urn to put them in, my husband and I have one all picked out. I just hope she's found Fidget and Elmo and she's with them and my family in heaven. I miss you T-Girl, I hope your at peace now.
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author, Vicky Chamber
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