YorkvilleNewfie
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7 years ago, I pulled Maeby and her 3.5 week old siblings out of an abandoned car with the help of my brother, my then-boyfriend/now husband and my uncle. My brother and his wife Kelly took home one female, then I hand-reared the other two to health. I had been on the fence about keeping the sickly runt of the litter ("Maybe I'll keep her, maybe I won't.") and also had been watching Arrested Development at the time, hence the name "Maeby". She was scared of absolutely everything - quick movements, loud noises, Mila, Rowan - but as sweet a cat as they come by. She was also seemingly perfectly healthy, but over the weekend she passed without any apparent reason.
It should go without saying that I'm heartsick and confused. I plan on having a necropsy performed, because I simply cannot understand what happened. She was the picture of health, then went to bed and never woke up. It makes no sense. None at all. She was a good little cat.
It should go without saying that I'm heartsick and confused. I plan on having a necropsy performed, because I simply cannot understand what happened. She was the picture of health, then went to bed and never woke up. It makes no sense. None at all. She was a good little cat.