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Subject: [Leica] Remembering Smokey
From: ksherman at (ksherman)
Date: Tue Sep 7 08:26:20 2004


Thank you for allowing us to share a bit of how much you and your family
loved Smokey.  I certainly know how you feel, and I think any/all of us who
have loved (and then lost) a pet such as Smokey, know what you're going
My Mom lost her own "Smokey" this past year (he was almost 15, and for a cat
who lived out of doors, this seemed a million years), and I lost my 16-1/2
year old "Kelsie" last October.  Our lives are better for having these
little "fur people" in them for the time we have them (and yes, beyond that

Smokey was a great gift to you and your family, and you certainly knew what
you had.  That's a great thing.  Smokey, I'm sure, knew what she'd been
given, too.

All my best to you in your time of loss.  kim

-----Original Message-----
[] On Behalf Of Adam
Sent: Tuesday, September 07, 2004 12:06 AM
To: Leica Users Group
Subject: [Leica] Remembering Smokey

Last Friday our 17 year-old kitty had to be put down. In the last month she
had stopped eating and was losing weight fast. The vet found a mass behind
her eye which was making it very painful for her to open her mouth or to

Death by waisting is awful but since we live next to one of the world's
great schools of vet medicine we took her to UCD. On Friday they did a CT
scan which found another tumor on her spine and one in her lungs. They were
all metastacizing carcinomas which do not respond well at all to chemo. So
we decided to have her not awaken from the anestheia.


Smokey was our daughter's kitty, since 3rd grade, and an ideal little girl's
cat who would suffer the greatest indignities in silence (but only if
Margaret did them.)  Outside the house she was an avid mouser who often
delivered half-eaten prey to the back door for praise. Her greatest victory
was a scrub jay who had been tormenting our dog.

Smokey was a jumper and a climber. Our family room has an 18 foot ceiling
and when be brought in a Christmas tree that almost touched the ceiling
Smokey felt obliged to climb - and almost toppled that tree - and several
other smaller ones in future years - more than once. She would even climb
the step ladders.

Smokey lived in a home ruled by a black tyrant named Sunday who absolutely
forbade her to sleep upstairs. Our dog, Wags, was the enforcer. Both passed
on but after Wags died it took nearly six months before Smokey would venture
upstairs where she quickly found a home in my studio, on a cushioned chair,
reaching out a paw to remind me to pet her from time to time.

I was bothered by the expense of taking her to the vet school - so much to
spend when so many are dying with less medical care than one of our pets
could receive. And yet. And yet...she was FAMILY and it is only right she be
treated with the same respect and compassion as any other member.

The image I have posted was taken at the beginning of the year on a rainy
January day. She didn't like the rain. I had been shooting cat pictures - I
think Kyle (or someone) suggested that we do.  For some reason we didn't
take a lot of pictures of her. A pair of green eyes deep in the Christmas
tree for sure. I need to take more photos of the ones I care about.

She was a wonderful cat.

I will miss her terribly.

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