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I picked up Spider’s ashes from my vets in Tías yesterday. Driving home, I “talked” to him and cried all the way home, and had to make a stop because I could not see through my tears. But the urn is really lovely and I think it’s such a blessing that we now have the pet crematorium on the island.
Spider has a permanent place, not only in my heart of course, but now also on a beautiful custom made cat shelf (made by local woodworking artist Leo Makepeace) in my bedroom where I have placed his urn, surrounded by cat figurines, the cat angel my friend Felice gave me, and a ball of his fur.
REST IN PEACE my sweet, gentle Spiderboy.
I wrote this song about 20 years ago before Spider & Lugosi were even born, and even though it’s about a person who had died, it seems fitting right now. 🙁
“What Shall I Do Without You” written, recorded and produced by ©Barbarella Buchner.
Today I lost my baby, my friend, my soulmate and “husband“. Spider left this world very peacefully at around 13:20 hrs today, 2nd September 2017, in the comfort of our own home. I held him in my arms until his last breath and for a few minutes afterwards, before my vet Marga took him away to be cremated, and I will receive the urn with his ashes in about a week to 10 days’ time.
I was around friends all afternoon which really helped take my mind off things, but now, being at home, it is really hard because everything reminds me of him. The sheet that he died on even smells of him still, but after spending 5 minutes sniffing it and crying into it, I told myself that I need to move on and I put it in the washing machine. I have never been one for living in the past, and even though Spider’s passing is going to hurt for a long time to come, I have to be strong and look after his twin brother Lugosi (also 18 years old) and his half sister Ruby, and I also need to look after myself – something which I have not been doing for that last few weeks since Spider’s cancer diagnosis.
I told Spider before he left this world, that time works differently “up there” and that for me it will be many years before we meet again, but for him it will just be like an hour and then I will be right there again with him in no time. And Lugosi too.
I just stopped crying for about 10 minutes and now it’s starting again. But most of you will know what losing a pet is like, so I know you will understand. Rest in peace, Spider, my beautiful boy.
Telling him I love him forever, just before he was sent off to the Rainbow Bridge. 🙁
1 hour 5 minutes. Spider, I love you forever. And then some. 💔😿😢😢😢🌈 I should really take all the clocks down and freeze time! #cats #cancer #cancerincats #squamouscellcarcinoma #tabbies #tabbycats #gatos #katzen #ilovecats #kitties #cute #pets #animals #catstagram #catsofinstagram #catlover #catlady #madcatlady #forever #crazycatlady #catsoflanzarote #seniorcat #oldcat #mycats #catlife #meow #palliativecare #lettinggo #losingapet #rainbowbridge
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Poor Spider was so not impressed after his vet popped a waxy cyst inside his ear this morning. He did quite a bit of crying, must have hurt a lot! 🙁
Last night I was walking down the road to meet my friend for a beer down my local and I hear this incredibly loud “meeeeeeeeeeeeeeew” from somewhere in front of the Las Vistas tourist complex. So I go and investigate and it appears that there is a kitten inside the engine of a big 4×4, but when I called it, looking under, into, on top, and all around the car, the crying stopped. I wasn´t sure even that it was coming from that particular car. So I went on to the pub thinking, I will take a look again on my way back home later.
On the way back, I find a group of people standing around the car already and I thought, jeez, the kitten is STILL in there! There was a Spanish couple who were trying to help, but walked off wishing us good luck after I arrived, and an English couple (on their honeymoon!) who were writing a note to put on the car, which I then wrote in Spanish as well.
In the meantime, the kitten kept meowing and moving around inside the engine from left to right, and we were waiting for a police car to pass to see if they could do something. I also went to the petrol station on the other side of the road and asked the attendant there if he had any suggestions. He took one look at the car and said no way the kitten would have got in via the top if/when the hood was open, and it would most definitely have got into the engine from underneath, and when the engine was eventually started the cat would just come out. He had heard that story so many times, he told me. And when we finally flagged down a police car, they said the same thing, and also that they weren´t able to do anything….
So I go home to get a tin of tuna so we could coax it out, but when I got back the English guy told me that he had managed to undo something at the bottom of the car (and he said he did put it back after!) and a little white kitten shot out and ran down the road!
The next thing is, we hear the bloody thing mewing inside the engine of the next car!!!! The little git had simply climbed into there (a Renault Clio) with no problem, so at least we knew it could definitely get out again, and we could all go home and get some sleep (it was nearly 1am by then).
I bet the little munster kept people like us busy all night long – people passing, hearing its pitiful cries, stopping and trying to rescue it. I almost felt like leaving a note on the car saying “Do not rescue this kitten. It does not need rescuing. It can get out any time it wants. It is playing a bloody game with you!”
P.S.: Joke aside, apart from camping out there all night and playing this frightened kitten´s “game”, there wasn´t really much more we could do, and I´m positive somebody else who had more luck than us managed to get it out of the other car´s engine later that night and took it home with them…
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