This story started back in April 2010 with a cat giving birth to 4 little kittens in our kitchen. Fritz was the youngest of them, but the biggest from the birth. Out of his 3 sisters, he stayed the longes with us. only the oldest is also still with us. The middle 2 moved to another family in the summer of 2010 when they were a few months old. These were the first of the four kittens who ate cat food and didn’t drink mother milk anymore. So, the first chapter ended well.
Their mother was less than a year when she became pregnant by accident. According to her habit, we guessed, she was born in the summer of 2009. She became only about 1 year old and died as a result of an accident with a car on a Saturday night in mid-September 2010. Luckily, the kittens were already old enough to survive alone (with our help). The second chapter ended not so nicely.
The first 2 girls were black, just like their father and the 2 younger kittens were tabby, just like their mother. The first-born kitten was the smallest from the beginning and stayed quite small. So, she got the name Petite-Fleur (little flower). The second got the name Felina, derived from the Latin name for cats: Felidae (Felis silvestris catus). The third got her name from the very prominent “M” on her forehead: Mchen (little M). And, the youngest was Fritz. He also has the “M” on his forehead, but less distinct than in his elder sister’s fur.
On Sunday, April 30th, 2017, little Petite passed away because of a severe injury and the third chapter also ended badly.
Today, the last chapter ended and it also ended sadly. About a year ago, we had to bring Fritz to the vet clinic because he collapsed a couple of times. his regular vet was unable to help any further. It was too severe. Apparently, he got poisoned. Although we got him back after a couple of days, but he wasn’t the same anymore. From that day, he had to see the doctor quite often. Every couple of weeks he collapsed again. In October last year, he had to have his molars pulled. Unfortunately, one fang also had to come out. Pills helpt him to recover more or less. But, he didn’t eat cat food. He captured mice and rats. He only took water, a bit of cat milk, and dry cat food. So, it was very problematic to give him the medicine. While we’re on vacation, his condition went worse again and our youngest son (he’s still at home) and his girlfriend took action and brought him to the vet clinic again. They took him in after a short examination. Later, they called our son to tell him, that Fritz’s state was already too bad to heal him. He already had water in his lung and they recommended putting him to sleep. So, this noon, the final chapter ended very sadly again.
Another sad Sunday. But, Fritz is reunited with his mother and his oldest sister.
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So sorry to hear this… It’s always hard to loose a good friend, in this case Fritz.
Thank you so much for your kind words
Parting with a friend is never easy. Fritz’s life was enriched by your care and no doubt he enriched your lives as well. As a mental health professional, I gather so much information about people observing interactions with felines and with dogs, not to mention, which is their pet of choice. Thank you for all you did for our feline friends. Colette, Simone, and our resident human, Léa
Thank you so much, Léa. You’re right. Loosing something, regardless of human or pet, is always difficult. Le petit prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry already describes it. When having a connection to someone, you’re missing it, when that other side of the connection vanishes. In this special connection, it’s a bit like loosing a child because he was born in our kitchen.
How sorry I was to read this …thinking of you and dear Fritz
Thanks for your kind words, Julie, we miss him. No meow anymore at the kitchen garden door while drinking my morning coffee and no puss jumping on the sofa beside me when watching tv in the evening. Nevermore. 😢
It’s never easy saying goodbye .. hugs
Yes, thanks 🙏