On Jan. 28, 2012, after being Sara's purr-child for ten years, I passed away after a sudden onset brain inflammation of unknown cause.
I was known around the house by Sara as "sweet pea," "stripey girlcat," "sweet love," "my own private predator," "Dashenka," "zubnataya mlekopitayushaya" (Russian for "toothy mammal"), and a host of other affectionate nicknames. My specializations were absorbing and conveying heat, schedule regulation (especially mornings), and flippy string and laser pointer monitoring. I showed Sara my soft gold belly when she came home to the apartment and she held her ear to my purr-belly, then the other ear, to get my purr in both ears (it's important to be symmetrical with purr intake). I tapped the Achilles tendon at the back of her ankles when she crossed the room to remind her that I'm a cheetah and she's a gazelle in another time stream. In the mornings I would wake her up by kissing her hand, and she would kiss my ears.
You can see the one and only video of me here-- I'm trying to help Sara prioritize around her alleged need to unplug the printer cable.
The expenses were worthwhile, but they left Sara without any savings at a financially hard time in her life (unemployed in a recession). The total cost of three days of care was $4,010.55.
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this page last updated: 29 January, 2012