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February 15, 2005
Our Beloved Fielding
This is my parents' late cat, Fielding. She was a very special kitty as she was the first cat to bless our family. My brother, Koset, adopted her when he was living in Baltimore, going to school at Johns Hopkins University A few years later, he got a contract working for the Navy--in Atlanta, I believe. But the Navy put Koset up in a military dwelling that didn't allow pets. So he dropped her off at my parents for 6 months while he finished the contract.
Little did he know Mom and Dad would fall helplessly in love with Fielding. When he came back to get her, they proclaimed that Koset had abandoned her and refused to give her back. So it was a 6-month-long custody battle between Koset and my parents. Finally, he gave up and let Mom and Dad keep her, knowing that she was being very loved and extremely well-pampered. And, in fact, the entire family had fallen in love with her and she loved everyone! You can see in this picture that one of Fielding's favorite things to do was take long trips in the car to the lake cottage. My favorite thing about her was she would come running to the door asking me to pet her when I visited and also when she would sleep with me curled up on my chest. She was so irresistable!
She was an incredibly smart kitty as well. One day, I'd fallen ill with the flu and came home with a fever and chills. Fielding came in to my room to visit and found me still shivering, though I had curled up in bed with the electric blanket on full. I picked her up and placed her across my neck like a scarf and she just lay there purring until I finally warmed up.
But, we were all devastated when she got sick with cancer. The vets only gave her a month to live, but my dad managed to keep her alive for 4 months. I was lucky enough to be able to say my goodbyes to her before she died--I thanked her for being such a loving friend and for taking care of me when I was ill. She responded by purring for me--something that while she was sick, she hadn't done for anyone else. I knew she understood what I said to her and I hope it gave her at least some comfort before she died. She's now resting in the back yard of my parents' home, where she was so very much loved by all. And I think about her nearly every day.
Posted by Amy at February 15, 2005 09:45 AM
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Wow, I had a really special cat, too. Her name was Midge, and she died of cancer, too. I miss her all the time. My cat, Colours, is very much like Midge, and I'm very thankful to have such a sweet kitty.
Thanks for telling us about Fielding!!
Posted by: Jessica at February 15, 2005 10:05 PM
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