Whiskers & Purrs

Elsie's Feelin' Sad

Hi.  This is Elsie Fallulah speakin'.  I've been thinkin' 'bout my big sister, Lucy, today...a very lot.  I miss her...a very big lot.  She was my bestest friend.  This is a pikchur of me and her when I was just a little squirt...I was only 'bout 6 weeks old here.  I was super-little and she was super-big then. She hated me...hated my guts.  But...over time, she realized that I was a-okay. 

When I was little, I followed her everywhere.  It made her so mad...I didn't do it to make her mad...it's just that I wanted to be like her...do everything she did, the way she did it and when she did it.  Even though she hated me, it was good to just be near her and hear her purr and duck when she went to slap me upside the head.

This is a pikchur of Lucy the very first time she ever laid eyes on me...see, I was a bottle baby...mommy had to feed me a bottle every 3 hours.  Since I was so little and Lucy & Ricky was so big, mommy made me a groovy little apartment in this here big carrier.  You can hardly see me in it 'cause of Lucy's big you-know-what...she was definitely a plus-size model back in them days.

I'd give anything to have Lucy here with us again.  I miss her headbutts and face washes.  I just miss her.  DANG OL' CANCER! Why'd you have to take my big sister away? 

Very truly yours,
Elsie Fallulah Graves

Heaven's Newest Angel!

Hi Everybody!
This is Lucy a speakin' all the way from heaven.  Ya'll all know that I had to leave mommy a week ago today.  I knowed a few weeks ago that it was my time.  I was really okay with it 'cept for the fact that I knowed mommy would be so hurt.  It makes me sad to see her cry and she's been a cryin' a lot lately.  So, for all you peoples that read this hear blog and know my mommy, please remind her that I'm still with her...mommy's kinda hard-headed...she forgits things like this.  I telled her about a thousand times that I ain't goin' nowhere but she still gits real sad.

So, I finished my "Intro to Angelhood 101" class today and got my wings.  They is real pretty...gosh, I'm still hot!  Havin' wings is very way cool.  And, like Ricky told ya'll last week, we can be with mommy real fast or with Elsie Fallulah if she needs a little extra lovin'.  The rest of them cats that live in my house are okay...but...Elsie is my favorite and I'm gonna watch over her an extra-lot!

I want to say a very special thank you to all the very very extra specially nice people at the Veterinary Referral and Critical Care Hospital (VRCC).  Every last one of them people that work there is very special.  Me and Ricky is gonna watch over them a lot, too.  I specially wanna thank Karrie...she taked such good care of me not only this time, but 2 years ago when I was sick.  She don't know it but she's already got a halo.  You peoples can't see 'em, but when you git to heaven, you can see everybody's halos real good.  Thank you, Karrie, for bein' so gentle with me and talkin' so nice.  I feeled real bad when you was so sad 'cause of me goin' to heaven.  Just know that I am watchin' over you...and I am just as tough in heaven as I was on earth...just let somethin' mean mess with you...I will teach them a Lucy-Lesson.

I also wanna thank Aunt Doktor Charlotte Davies.  Dang...she is nice.  She taked real good care of me AND my mommy.  She helped mommy to see that the lovin' thing to do was to let me go on to heaven where my insides wouldn't hurt no more.  When she talks, you can just tell that she's extra-super-duper smart...her accent makes her sound like she's singin'.  I still ain't figured out if she's the Queen of England yet, but I will.  Aunt Doktor Davies, thanks for bein' so smart and helpin' me and mommy and unnerstandin' when mommy started cryin' ...(I was SO embarrassed!).  You is also on my "Watchin' Over List"...I'll be watchin' over you everyday and also all the little peoples that come to see you for help just like I did.

And, I can't forgit Aunt Doktor Dugan and all the sweet peoples that work at Gayton Animal Hospital.  Aunt Doktor Dugan has taken good care of me for a long long time.  She speaks cat...not everybody can say that, ya know.  She don't let nothin' bad happen when you're with her.  She made sure Ricky and me both was taken care of...Aunt Doktor Dugan, me and Ricky both is your very special angels...we is always gonna be right there whenever you need us.

And, to all of the nice peoples that leaved nice comments and emails, thanks for thinkin' of us.  It's gonna take me a while to figure out this whole bein' in heaven thing.  I'm so happy to be here and not to have my insides hurtin' me.  It's real nice here...'cept for the fact that I can't be with mommy and Elsie.  But I can watch 'em and talk to 'em...I just hope they will hear me...sometimes my talkin' appears to 'em in their thoughts...sometimes it's how they feel...sometimes it's in dreams.  Regardless, though...I'mma talkin' to 'em...and I will forever and ever.

Okay, gotta go try out my new wings.
Love and angel purrs,

Miss Lucy Margarite Graves, Angel Extraordinaire

Sadness

Hi everybody in the whole world.  This is Elsie Fallulah Graves a speakin'.  I am real sad.  My big sister went to heaven yesterday.  Lucy was the only momma cat I ever knowed.  She wasn't my real momma.  My real momma was taken away from me by some real mean people when I was only 3 weeks old.  That's how my new mommy found me.  She let me live with her and Ricky & Lucy.  I loved Lucy & Ricky right off the bat...but...they sure didn't love me.  But over the past couple of years, Lucy and me became real good friends.  She used to lick my face and give me real good baths.  Now I ain't got nobody to take care of me the way she did.  When she started gittin' real sick a few weeks ago, I started watchin' over her like a hawk.  I would sit straight up beside her when she would take naps.  I wanted to make sure that none of the other kids in our house would bother her.  And, every time she'd eat a little bit of supper, I'd make sure I gave her head butts to cheer her on.  But I guess it just wasn't enough 'cause she was real sick.  Her liver just decided to quit.  Dang liver!

Lucy, I know you is in heaven with Ricky now.  Please watch over us, okay?  We is all so sad and miss you very very much.  Mommy has been cryin' ever since you had to leave.  When you git your wings, promise that you will fly down from heaven and stay with us, 'kay?  I know mommy won't be able to see you but the rest of us will.  You're still in charge and all of us little ones will know you are in the house.  We'll try to let mommy know, too.

I'm gonna sit here in this window and watch for you to fly down from heaven.  Git here soon, okay?

We love you, Lucy.

Your little sister,
Elsie Fallulah

Rest In Peace, Sweet Lucy

 
Lucy Margarite Graves
March 13, 1993 - September 19, 2007

Dear Lucy,
Rest in peace, sweet little angel.  You are loved more than words could ever describe and already missed beyond belief.  Mommy's heart hurts because you are gone.  Please watch over us all and keep us safe, sweet one.  You're in my heart forever.
Love,
Mommy

Sayin' Prayers For Big Sister Lucy

Hi.  This is Mrs. Lilly White and Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves a speakin'.  We is sayin' prayers for Lucy that she gits better real soon and comes back home fast.  We love you, Lucy, even though you want to wrap your paws around our necks and squeeze until our eyeballs pop outta our faces.

Very truly yours,
Mrs. Lilly White & Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves

The Hospital Diaries...Day 2

Dear Everybody in the whole wide world,

This is Lucy a speakin'.  First, I want to thank everybody that has said a prayer for me.  Everything went pretty good today...if you consider havin' a tube put into your tummy and a lampshade on your head a rockin' good time. 

Now, please don't panic when you see my picture...mommy taked it just a few hours after I had my surgery...I don't have my make-up on and I'm certainly not at my best...this time tomorrow I'll be all full of "piss and vinegar" as my mommy would say.  Aunt Doktor Davies telled my mommy that I did real good and everything went perfectly with my operation.  So, for that we is all real thankfuls.  Mommy came to see me tonight but I was kinda woozy so I don't remember a lot about it...I just knowed she was there kissin' my forehead and singin' "You Is My Sunshines" to me.   I purred for her but I hope she don't git too excited 'bout it...it was probably either the fantabulous drugs I'mma takin' or gas.

Lots of the little people that was here when I checked in gots to go home...the ICU is a lot more quiet tonight...that's good...them dogs sure do git on my nerves!  But, mommy says they need to git help when they git sick, too, so I guess I shouldn't hate 'em so much...but I still do.  Whitey gots to go home today so I guess he was breathin' afterall...I'm still not sure if he was a cat or dog...he was just a big ball of white fur that didn't move.

Mr. Hotty Hotterson himself is still here.  Louie sure is one fine hunk of a man.  He is definitely eye-candy but I just don't unnerstand why he likes to sleep in his litter box...Louie, that is definitely a turn-off for hot babes such as myself.  I mean, I'm just a sayin' that you can't be a chick magnet if you sleep in your poo.

I guess that's it for tonight...I'm just a little woozy.  I can't say I really unnerstand what has happened to me.  I miss bein' home and bein' able to slap Mazie Grace around a little.  I really miss snugglin' with my mommy...I hope none of them ugly little rug rats thinks they is a gonna take my place...I'll be home soon, you little ugly rats...you'd better NOT be a messin' with my stuff!

Very truly yours,

Lucy Update...The Saga Begins

Hi To All My Peoples.

This here is Lucy a speakin'.  Well, I'm officially in the dang hospital.  But, I can tell you that if I gots to be in the hospital, this is a fine one to be in.  I have been a seein' lots of people I remember from the last time I was here.  They is ALL real real nice and, as you might expect, extremely thrilled to git to see me again...I have my fans, ya'll.  And, I can tell you that the peoples at VRCC is the best dang Fancy Feast Fixers in the whole wide world.  They gots mommy beat by a longshot...I eated 1/2 can of my favorite flavor of Fancy Feast tonight just 'cause they fixed it just right.  Mmmm...Fancy Feast!  Mommy's gonna have to learn how to cook like them.  I told mommy to give my compliments to the VRCC Fancy Feast Chef!

As you can see from my picture, I've gots me an IV hooked up.  I ain't too happy 'bout it...but, Mommy says I just gots to quit a fightin' it and let it be.  And, if you look on my back leg, you can see where they gived me a hair cut...Vidal Sassoon they ain't.  SIGH...oh well...Aunt Doktor Davies says they had to cut my hair so they could do somethin' called an ultrasound...just seems kinda weird if you ask me.  All I knows is that mommy came to visit and we snuggled a whole lots.  I gived her some headbutts 'cause I wanna make sure she comes back to git me outta here.

I gots me some foxy-lookin' neighbors...hubba hubba!  Next door is Louie.  Louie sorta looks like my late husband/brother, Ricky.  I'm pretty sure he's got the hots for me already.  I can feel it through the cage wall...Ain't he hot???  Notice how he's real close to the cage wall...he's just tryin' to get close to me...HUBBA HUBBA!  I'm not sure what Louie's story is but He. Is. Hot!

Unnerneath my cage is Whitey...uh, I don't know how to say this but...I ain't sure Whitey is a breathin'.  Somebody might want to call 911.  Whitey is hot...ya know, hubba hubba hot.  But, I ain't seen him move since I got here...I better be careful and not let him see how foxy I am...my sheer beauty might send him into a cardiac arrest...of course, that might be what's wrong with him already.

So, that's my first day.  Tomorrow I gots to have me an operation...they is gonna put in a feedin' tube.  Mommy calls me her little snorkeler when I have my tube in.  It's not exactly the kind of necklace I like to wear but...mommy says it will help me to feel better.  She ain't the smartest person in the world but Aunt Doktor Davies, all the people that work at VRCC and my Aunt Doktor Dugan is real smart and they know best. 

Everybody out there please keep a prayin' for me.  I wants to come home real fast 'cause them little rug rats is a gonna make their messes all over my house and I gots to make sure they behave.

Very truly yours,
   

Lucy Update

Hi To All The Peoples In The World.

This is Lucy a speakin'.  Ya'll, I am sick...Real. Sick.  I went to see Aunt Doktor Dugan 3 times last week...and nothin' is a helpin me.  I'm turnin' yellow again like I did almost two years ago.  My tummy hurts and I can't unnerstand why I gots to feel so bad.  Aunt Doktor Dugan says that I'm anemic...whatever that means...I think maybe it means I'm beautiful, but I ain't exactly sure.  I've lost lots of weight, too. So, Aunt Doktor Dugan called mommy and said it was time for me to go visit the nice people at the Veterinary Referral and Critical Care Hospital.  That's where I was in the hospital for almost a whole month a couple of years ago. 

Aunt Doktor Langdon was my vetroregurgitarian then.  She was nice.  I liked her.  This time, my vetroregurgitarian is Dr. Davies...she is real real nice, too!  She talks funny...I like to listen to her...mommy said she's from some place called England...I think maybe she is the queen.  I'm not exactly sure, though.  I will let you know.

Aunt Doktor Davies is gonna do somethin' called ultrasound to look at my insides.  Then, if all that goes okay, she's gonna give me a feedin' tube again.  She thinks I might have somethin' called "hepatic lipidosis"...just like I did last time!  That's why she is a gonna put in the feedin' tube.  It will make me all better just like it did the last time.  The first thing she's gonna do, though, is shave my tummy...my beautiful tummy.  I told mommy she will have to take some pictures of my beautiful tummy and put 'em on the blog for all the world to see...hey...if ya got it, flaunt it!

Mommy has cried a lot today.  I heard her tell Aunt Doktor Dugan that she wasn't ready to let me go...dang!  Where does she think I'm a gonna go to???  I ain't goin' nowhere.  If anybody should go some place it's all of them ugly little rug rats that live in my house.  I knowed I shoulda had some of 'em for snacks when they were just babies...now I'm stuck wiff 'em for life.  Now that I'm in the hospital, Lord only knows what messes they is a gonna make in my house.  Little creeps.

Just so ya'll know, I'm tough and I'm a fighter...I might be sick but I ain't ready to go nowhere yet except home.  So...please just say some prayers for me 'cause mommy needs me.  Without me, mommy would be very lonely so I gots to git better...and I will. Stay tuned for updates on how I'm a doin'.

Very truly yours,
 

Miss Lucy Margarite Update #2

I tinkled. 

Very truly yours,
A Very Upset Miss Lucy

An Update From Miss Lucy Margarite Graves

Hello to all the peoples in the world.  Mommy's email box has been filled to the top with messages from all of you peoples that is real worried 'bout me.  I ain't a feelin' real good.  In fact, I'm at Aunt Doktor Dugan's office right now.  I know everything is gonna be okay 'cause I'm with her.  I'm a little mad that mommy taked me from home and disrupted my very extra busy day but, if I gots to leave home, I'm glad that I'm with Aunt Doktor Dugan cause she will take real good care of me.

All of the tests that they runned on Monday didn't show anything was wrong.  But...if you will 'member, I refused to tinkle.  Aunt Doktor Dugan says my tinkles might just hold the key to this big puzzle.  So...mommy taked me to Aunt Doktor Dugan's so I can pee in a cup.  I ain't a gonna do this willingly...it's just so unladylike.  And, ya'll know that I am a supreme lady of the highest order.  Peein' in cups is just flat out nasty and beneath me.

So...for now...we have no news.  Please just keep a sayin' prayers for me.  Mommy started singin' "You Is My Sunshine" last night just like she did when I was in the hospital last year...good grief!  I gots to git better to keep her from a singin' like that!

Very truly yours,

Miss Lucy