I haven't been on here to post in a while because my life has become so very different since I had my baby. I have a wonderful new son...my husband and my first human baby... we love him to death and he is now 8 weeks old-and huge I might add.
We have a cat....had.....a cat.....who was our first child....our most special baby whom we deeply loved and spent hours a day playing and cuddling with until hours ago.
We put our cat outside on a semi regular basis growing up but he was mainly an indoor cat and boy did the house show it...stinky litter smell and all...but the advent of a new baby brought on the need for super cleanliness and suggestions from my father at every visit that cats kill babies. I knew we eventually wanted to move our baby outside, especially since he loved being outside so much, but we would always let him come in if he wanted.... and so he became a outside and inside cat about 5 months ago. And then came fleas....
All was well with our lives until about a month ago...a month after the baby came home when I noticed the first flea...it. was on my leg and I was on our couch....a place our family spent many evenings on...mommy, daddy baby number one and our new son. By the way our cat loved the baby, he always wanted to rub his face on the baby's s toes. Well one flea sighting led to another and we realized that though our cat was treated with frontline, he was still giving rides to hitchhikers.
Now letting the cat inside was more of a problem than a blessing and we stopped letting him come in at will last week. So......last night...at a time when he would regularly be chilling with us on the couch we heard a horrific noise next door...the neighbors pit bull was making growling noises and there was a awful cat screaming noise. We immediately went outside but as it was dark we couldn't see anything over the 6 foot brick wall into the neighbors yard...but we did see a light from a flashlight...our neighbor was looking for the source of the noise too. Then my husband called out to see if the neighbor had found his dog....and that's when we were asked if we had a cat with a collar. My heart sunk to the cement and I stopped breathing as the neigjbor asked.if our cat was grey and black. The neighbor said it didn't look like our cat was going to make it....I was frantic... I immediately made my husbands go next door while I put the baby in his crib and got on a goodies and looked on my computer for a 24 hour vet.
My husband came back to the front door with our beautiful lifeless cat. He wasn't breathing, his eyes were royalty dialated and his fur on end. He was already dead and covereed in dog drool. I caved....our beautiful and sweet, perfectly trained people loving cat was dead at the hands of our neighbors pit bull who wasn't allowed out of his yard because he bites people.
I am so empty and unhappy right now...my poor son has to deal with a mommy ago cant stop crying and cant smile. My husband is devestated....we are beyond sad. Its Eben worse because we know he would have been inside on our laps if it weren't for the fleas this last week...he was in the neighbors back yard and couldn't escape because they just put in a new fence yesterday and the old hole.in the old fence was now gone.
I am empty inside and I cant even explain the horror of seeing my beautiful sweet cat lifeless less than 2 hours after I pet him.
We have a cat....had.....a cat.....who was our first child....our most special baby whom we deeply loved and spent hours a day playing and cuddling with until hours ago.
We put our cat outside on a semi regular basis growing up but he was mainly an indoor cat and boy did the house show it...stinky litter smell and all...but the advent of a new baby brought on the need for super cleanliness and suggestions from my father at every visit that cats kill babies. I knew we eventually wanted to move our baby outside, especially since he loved being outside so much, but we would always let him come in if he wanted.... and so he became a outside and inside cat about 5 months ago. And then came fleas....
All was well with our lives until about a month ago...a month after the baby came home when I noticed the first flea...it. was on my leg and I was on our couch....a place our family spent many evenings on...mommy, daddy baby number one and our new son. By the way our cat loved the baby, he always wanted to rub his face on the baby's s toes. Well one flea sighting led to another and we realized that though our cat was treated with frontline, he was still giving rides to hitchhikers.
Now letting the cat inside was more of a problem than a blessing and we stopped letting him come in at will last week. So......last night...at a time when he would regularly be chilling with us on the couch we heard a horrific noise next door...the neighbors pit bull was making growling noises and there was a awful cat screaming noise. We immediately went outside but as it was dark we couldn't see anything over the 6 foot brick wall into the neighbors yard...but we did see a light from a flashlight...our neighbor was looking for the source of the noise too. Then my husband called out to see if the neighbor had found his dog....and that's when we were asked if we had a cat with a collar. My heart sunk to the cement and I stopped breathing as the neigjbor asked.if our cat was grey and black. The neighbor said it didn't look like our cat was going to make it....I was frantic... I immediately made my husbands go next door while I put the baby in his crib and got on a goodies and looked on my computer for a 24 hour vet.
My husband came back to the front door with our beautiful lifeless cat. He wasn't breathing, his eyes were royalty dialated and his fur on end. He was already dead and covereed in dog drool. I caved....our beautiful and sweet, perfectly trained people loving cat was dead at the hands of our neighbors pit bull who wasn't allowed out of his yard because he bites people.
I am so empty and unhappy right now...my poor son has to deal with a mommy ago cant stop crying and cant smile. My husband is devestated....we are beyond sad. Its Eben worse because we know he would have been inside on our laps if it weren't for the fleas this last week...he was in the neighbors back yard and couldn't escape because they just put in a new fence yesterday and the old hole.in the old fence was now gone.
I am empty inside and I cant even explain the horror of seeing my beautiful sweet cat lifeless less than 2 hours after I pet him.
