
The cairn under which at least eight of my pets are buried
My beautiful Ellie who I recently wrote about, has joined Brown Cat in that special place that all cats go to when they pass on from this earthly life.
She did not handle the passing of Brown Cat very well and it was obvious that even though they were not close, she did miss him if only for the companionship of another cat in the house. She totally changed her lifestyle from being an indoor cat sleeping on the bed all day to spending hours outdoors in any of the special places that she found to sleep, on the deck, under the deck, in between the trees and under the shed. If I didn’t bring her in at night, she would probably have spent all of her time outside not even coming in to eat. Even after eating, she immediately wanted back outside again although I wouldn’t let her out until the morning choosing instead to listen to her plaintive meowing in protest.
We had a rainy day and true to form, she again slipped out using the doggy door. I looked for her as the rain pelted down but could not find her anywhere. Eventually, around 12:30 that night, I located her under the deck totally soaked and very dirty and managed to get her indoors where I gave her a bath, sort of. Have you vere tried bathing a cat? I do not recommend it as they have teeth and claws and put them to very good use. I eventually got a lot of the dirt off her and dried her and put her in her room.
The next day, when I let her out, she immediately headed for the doggy door but only made it halfway and collapsed on the floor. I could see she was in trouble so I put her in a carry crate and off we went to the vets (again). Although I love my vets dearly having been with them for the 32 years I have lived in this house, they have seen far too much of me these past couple of years.
I left Ellie with them and waited for the call confirming what I already knew the news would be. True to form, Dr Donop, called and we talked about Ellie. Turns out that she had an open wound on her leg that I had not noticed before even when I bathed her. With her outdoor life, the flies had gotten into it and they had made it much worse with their eggs and maggots and Dr Donop could not find any way to sew up the wound in order to treat it. We discussed the alternatives of which there were very few options and in the end, based on his recommendations, I told him to go ahead and put Ellie to sleep and out of her suffering. It was something I was prepared for this time, not like Richie. I told him I would be back later that day to pick her up.
I walked out to the garden carrying my spade and shovel and headed for that special place next to the big pond where so many of my pets are buried. Normally, the digging is hard but as we had recently a lot of rain, it was somewhat easier than normal. Being Texas Hill Country, the limestone is usually only a foot or so below the surface which limits the depth of the hole and I make up for it but covering everything up with rocks.
I buried Ellie next to Brown Cat and Richie, the most recent of the many dogs and cats that lay in this special place. I stood for a while and said my goodbyes to Ellie as I have to all of the pets buried here. She was the last of the many cats that I have had the pleasure of living with over these many years both here and in my previous home out in the country as I do not plan on getting any more. My little menagerie has dropped radically in size from an all time high of eight dogs and three cats to two very small and very noisy dogs. What they lack in size, they truly make up for with their noisy barking at anything that moves out in the yard, perceived or real. Ginny is about eight and Pete around four so they should be around for awhile, hopefully, the rest of my lifetime.
There are stone statues of dogs and cats on the cairn.
In retrospect, this has been a bad couple of years as far as pets go in the Allcorn Residence. Four of the last six dogs and cats that I have taken to the vets have all come home in cardboard boxes and then there was Abigail who drowned in the septic tank. In fairness, with the exception of Richie and Abigail, all of the others were getting on in years and their time had come. Ellie was at least 18 years old and she had a good life.
I will miss her as I do all of the ones that have gone to that animal heaven up in the sky. They all asked for very little and in return, gave me their unconditional love. A man could not ask for anything better than that.
Rest in Peace Ellie. You will be missed.
Written 10/8/2017
So sad 🙁 Losing a pet is always hard. At least you gave Ellie a good life while she was with you.
You have that backwards. It was she that gave me the good life with her love and companionship. Thanks for commenting.
Sorry for you loss!
It is always hard to lose a pet especially when they have been with you for such a long time. Thanks for the comment.
Agree! The grief is often the same!
I am so sorry for your loss. Pets are members of the family for me too. I have lost two this year, within a week of one another. My 15 year old ginger Tigger was hit by a car and killed on one of the very infrequent times he left the safety of the garden and my husky Mishka suddenly went into an epileptic seizure and died. I also bury my pets at home and visit their graves regulary. Kim
In a way, we are kindred spirits with the loss of our pets. Your losses are the hardest to bare when they are so sudden and without warning. I had time to prepare on this one. Thanks for the comment.
Gee, Frank, you have had a very sad year with your loss of pets. I am so sorry. They leave such a big hole in our lives when they are no longer with us.
Bj
Yeah. With the exception of Richie, they all got old at the same time. Such is the way of the world…
I am so very sorry for your loss. May she rest easy in your heart and your memories.
She is very heavily ingrained in both places. Thanks for the comment.
Our condolences. Losing a pet is always tough.
Our little miniature dachshund remains very sick and the vets can’t pinpoint what’s wrong so far; we sure hope she improves.
I sure hope that the vets can find out something real quick for the puppies sake so she can get better. My thoughts are with you.
I was sorry to read the sad news about Ellie.
Thanks, appreciate your thoughts…
Condolences fallcorn1936, always sad to loose a pet….
Thank you for your thoughts.
Oh, I am sorry.
Thanks, it’s been a tough year for losing pets.
It is so sad that you lost Ellie Francis. I believe it was during my holiday and I just missed this post, as I didn’t have internet most of the time. I do feel your pain as I have taken my memories of ET with me, and I wept freely, finally. I am very sorry for your loss….
I now have a house without cats and only two little dogs left out of the original group of eight dogs and 3 cats. Time marches on and we all grow old…
You are right Francis! As for our pets: Their place and memories in our hearts remain 🐈
I am sorry for your loss.