These are some old pictures of the girls with our half Siamese cat, Blaze.I got Blaze from school, Bryant Elementary, in late April of 2002. I named him Blaze because we were the "Bryant Blazers".
He was a beautiful cat! He was really light when we first got him, but his coat really darkened as he got older. He had beautiful blue eyes! He was about 4 or 5 months old when I rescued him. He bothered Holly like a little annoying brother! He followed her around & got on her nerves!
He hated the vacuum & always swatted at the broom! He didn't talk as much as Holly did, I guess he was a "typical guy" in that aspect.
Blaze always had a sensitive stomach, but he was really FAT!! He loved to eat!
Over the last year, Scott didn't like that Blaze was having bowel problems & sometimes had a dirty behind, so he & Holly were banished to the laundry room. Holly is the kind of cat that didn't mind it (She started peeing in the corner of the dining room & got moved to the laundry room) Holly liked being left alone. Blaze was more social, but he was ok being in there with Holly, but we could tell he was depressed.
Scott changed their food to a light formula & they went on a "hunger strike" for about a week & a half. We changed them back to regular food & they ate like they never ate before.
But we noticed that Blaze was losing A LOT of weight. He was over-weight, but he didn't look healthy. We also noticed that he wasn't eating or drinking much.
This morning, December 26, Scott found Blaze laying on the floor & he wouldn't stand up or left his head. He came & told me he thought Blaze was dying.
I went & brushed him & tried to get him to eat, but he wouldn't & when he talked, his voice was weak too. He never really looked at me & his usual blue eyes were black.
I called the vet about 10am & told them I thought my 9 year old cat was dying. They said I could bring him in at 2.
I wrapped him in a towel & we held him, petted him, told him we loved him & Lydia wanted to read to him.
Finally it was time to go, & Lydia said she wanted to go with me.
I laid him in the front seat in the car. He started moving his front legs over & over. I knew something was happening, but I couldn't do anything. We were only about a 5 minute drive to the vet.
As I got out of the car to get Blaze, I looked at him & his eyes were fixed open & they were blue again, but glazed. I told Lydia that he may have already died.
I took him inside & told the dr, "I think my cat died in the car on the way over here."
Then Blaze started switching & gasping for air. It was so sad & scary to watch! The Dr. said he had a very weak pulse & his temp was very low.
We decided the best thing to do was to put him out of his misery. She gave Lydia & me a few minutes with Blaze to say goodbye. I petted him & told him we loved him & kissed his head. Lydia didn't want to pet him, but she cried.
We decided to take him home to bury him.
As we drove him home, Lydia was very upset. Lydia didn't want to bury Blaze in the backyard because she was afraid Maggie would dig him up (& she probably would).
When we got home, Scott had been crying. He was very upset too. We just couldn't figure out what happened.
Scott buried him on the side of the house. Lydia wanted to see him one more time. We uncovered the towel so she could see him. I'm glad they closed his eyes. It sure is sad to carry a limp, dead cat when you know how he was, so lively & silly. Scott said he had to check his heartbeat before he put him in the ground to bury him.
Blaze was a part of our family for almost 10 years & we are really going to miss him! He was my baby before I had my babies!
No cat could ever replace this beautiful, silly half Saimese cat who we loved & got on our nerves all at the same time.
Scott decided to bathe Holly, wash her blankets, make her an egg for a treat. He was feeling guilty that he hasn't been a good "kitty dad" to Blaze.
We looked at old scrapbook pictures of Blaze & remembered how funny he was. He HATED baths, had the thickest hair & bad dandruff! He had a very loud purr & loved to cuddle & lick my toes. He liked to be right next to you.
I was glad we didn't go to Woodward yesterday, because we would have come home to find Blaze dead today & not gotten to say goodbye.
I was once told that animals don't have souls, so they just die. I like to think that Blaze is running in kitty heaven & eating until his heart is content & that his blue eyes are shining again!
We love you, Mr. Blazy Blaze!
