Saturday, January 06, 2007

RIP Tiger


Tiger was my cat .. had him since early 91, I think (it was either 90 or 91 ...); anyway, for weeks and months now he's been chucking up, with more or less frequency. whilst i was off sick and over christmas, we foudn he was doing much better on little and often and the vomiting was a lot less. Of course, we went back to work, and he started chucking up more.

so we took him to the vet this morning .. turned out he had a tumour in the tum ... I'd a feeling he wouldn't be coming home (indeed, we knew last year that when we took him we probably wouldn't be fetching him home).... and i was right, we didn't.

Vet said could have put him on steroids, but what's the point? at that age, it would only have prolonged the inevitable.

he went out purring to the end - was a bit miffed at us trying to keep his paws down, but carried on purring

gone in seconds, way to go.

my partner said he'd had a much better death than her dad, who died in february having been kept alive on ventilators etc for a fortnight...

(edited to add photos ....)
These were taken recently. The one with the bone was Boxing day. We'd had lamb on the bone, and decided to give the bone to the cats onthe basis it might tempt tiger to eat ... which it did, he loved it. And the other one was this last week, wednesday. The ones of him as a kitten were before the days of digital cameras!

as for Molly ... Jean, we tried the two rein lunging with the reins through the top rings on the roller.

started off with long lining round the arena both directions - but htat was AFTER i'd had to get someone to hold her head whilst I clipped the long lines to her bit!!! doh. Think we wil have to long line out of the stable....

any way did that, then we ventually got her going on left circle (after a turn in and a tangle, which i worked out how to get out of ...) and then later on right, in trot.

partciularly pleased as Gaynor brought Charlie in and was riding him roudn the outside of us.

She did get a bit strong, and I'm not totally sure my hands were as good as they should be, will need to re-read the book (i've got sylvia loch's, and i've got a video on the subject by a swede whose name i can't remember).

but she was acccepting the contact ... which is goot ... and looked quite good!

and had to get my car brakes mended as well...

3 comments:

Jean said...

So sorry about Tiger. She looks so sweet. I love the picture of her "killing" the lamb bone. What a nice memory of how cats are supposed to be--happy, well cared for and loved.

I know that feeling when you take your pet to the vet, just knowing it's the last trip. It's hard, but as you said, what a blessing we can give our animals the gift of freedom from their suffering. Yours was an act of pure love--a fitting gift for the many years of love Tiger gave you.

Good start on the long lining. If you managed both directions, that's a plus. It does take a bit of work to get the hang of handling the reins. But if Molly was taking contact, that helps alot. You should feel her pulling you a long just a little. Too strong it not good. There are ways to rig the reins through the bit to have more control, but you are better off starting out with less than more.

Keep me posted on how it goes. It really is a good way to train some of the basic rein work without having to struggle from the saddle.

Jean said...

Good heavens! I typed "alot!" That is entirely wrong!! Wrong!! It should be "a lot." Oh, wow. English teacher hangs her head in shame.

Claire said...

surely that's a typo only?

i know what you mean .. i had all this stuff drummed into me with a blackboard rubber in junior school (don't know what grade that would be, under 11 yrs) and of course we were all terrified of our teachers then; and mother is a retired headteacher (of infants, and old school!). So I'm very keen on correct grammar & spelling and HATE seeing it wrong - so am always mortified when wrong myself.

But i'm more mortified when someone else (boss) signs my post without reading the letters if i'm not there, and lets all sorts of illiterate bollocks leave the office in my name .... gggrrrhhh... no excuse for that! has been known to completely change the sense of a sentence, which when negotiating with a defendant lawyer is not really a good plan!!!!!!!