A Kittens’ Struggle Finally Ends

I had a kitten named Tanthalass that had to be put to sleep today because of an ongoing infection in his body and a cist in his neck that cut the circulation to his head. I didn’t realize how attatched to that cat I was until the vet came out from the operating room and informed me that the only help he could give to Tanthalass was to put him to sleep.”It will be painless,” he said “and Tanthalass wont feel a thing.”Tanthalass might not have………… I did.I chose his name for all of my E-Mails because he and I have struggled so long to survive. I have had him since his mother abandoned him at two weeks. I have bottle fed him, weened him, trained him to the box, a harness, and the car.He died this morning, May 10, 2001 at 9:08 am/PST.He was ten weeks old.A part of me died also.In Pace Requescat, Tanthalass Murphy Sherlock.

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Know that the purpose of families is to make each generation a little better than the one before: stronger, perhaps, or wiser; richer or more capable. Some folk manage one of these; the best and most fortunate manage more than one. THAT is the task of pa