Did you know that:
DRONING means... sinking in water until you die???
Did you know that:
TRANSGRESSION has TWO very different meanings?
1) An aggression that changes
MY FAVORITE: DRUM ROLL PLEASE...
2) THAT part of a car
Did you know that:
DISPOSITION has NOTHING to do with the character or demeanor of a person, but that it means something that has been displaced?
Again....
The joys of teaching 7th grade!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Men have breasts?!?!?!?!?!?
OH, the joyous discussions that come along with teaching middle school students!
In English, since out TAKS test is over, we have started the lessons about RESEARCH. My job is to teach the SKILL of Research.
My students are going to pick a non-profit organization, explain it, the people that are affected by the help and support of the organization, and how we can volunteer or donate to the organization.
In doing this research, we have searched and discussed 41 different organizations. Susan G. Komen for the Cure is one of the researched organizations.
Today, in my 8th period class, my "sweet and low" children, someone began talking about Susan G. Komen and the pink-everything that goes along with it.
Student1: Why does Susan like pink?
Student 2: Well, Susan wants a cure for breast cancer and girls like pink.
Student 3: No, the color for girls is pink like the color for boys is blue. That is why.
Student 2: Well, it's for Breast cancer and men can't have it.
Mrs ABC: Actually, men can have breast cancer.
ENTIRE CLASS: **COMPLETE SHOCK** but Student 2's face was priceless. Student 2 sucked air in so quickly that I thought he might pass out, and he said, "Men have breasts?!?!?!?!?!?"
Mrs ABC: Yes, they do. Breasts are essentially just the upper chest cavity muscles. (With this, MOST of the students grabbed their own chests!) Fortunately, they were being completely appropriate and mature, they were just shocked and surprised by this information.
Student 4: But where do men have breasts?
Mrs. ABC: Remember, I said it was the UPPER chest area...the muscles in it....
Several Students: Oh! (looking around the room with crazy suspicion that I was pulling their legs)
The class calms down and we get back to our Research information.
Student 5: Is still looking confused and concerned and looks up half-way raising his hand, and stutters to get his question out, "So, womens just have popped out muscles?"
I was in the middle of taking a drink of water. I could not hold it in. I laughed hysterically along with the rest of the class. My drink of water spewed from my face.
Mrs. ABC: Ummm, well....no.....not exactly....but I did describe breasts as muscles so I see where you are getting that description. We will go with it. NOW, moving on.....
Surprisingly, the entire conversation was a complete surprise to them and uncomfortable for them to learn...they kept themselves composed and mature the entire time, NEVER taking it out of "school appropriate".
As their teacher, I am so proud of them, but I HATE being the one that has these conversations.
After school, I marched straight to the 7th grade Assistant Principal to inform her of the conversation and the events that took place in my classroom, just in case a parent phone call comes through. She laughed with me and simply said, "Don't you just LOVE those 'learning experiences'?" :)
Whew, what a day! :)
In English, since out TAKS test is over, we have started the lessons about RESEARCH. My job is to teach the SKILL of Research.
My students are going to pick a non-profit organization, explain it, the people that are affected by the help and support of the organization, and how we can volunteer or donate to the organization.
In doing this research, we have searched and discussed 41 different organizations. Susan G. Komen for the Cure is one of the researched organizations.
Today, in my 8th period class, my "sweet and low" children, someone began talking about Susan G. Komen and the pink-everything that goes along with it.
Student1: Why does Susan like pink?
Student 2: Well, Susan wants a cure for breast cancer and girls like pink.
Student 3: No, the color for girls is pink like the color for boys is blue. That is why.
Student 2: Well, it's for Breast cancer and men can't have it.
Mrs ABC: Actually, men can have breast cancer.
ENTIRE CLASS: **COMPLETE SHOCK** but Student 2's face was priceless. Student 2 sucked air in so quickly that I thought he might pass out, and he said, "Men have breasts?!?!?!?!?!?"
Mrs ABC: Yes, they do. Breasts are essentially just the upper chest cavity muscles. (With this, MOST of the students grabbed their own chests!) Fortunately, they were being completely appropriate and mature, they were just shocked and surprised by this information.
Student 4: But where do men have breasts?
Mrs. ABC: Remember, I said it was the UPPER chest area...the muscles in it....
Several Students: Oh! (looking around the room with crazy suspicion that I was pulling their legs)
The class calms down and we get back to our Research information.
Student 5: Is still looking confused and concerned and looks up half-way raising his hand, and stutters to get his question out, "So, womens just have popped out muscles?"
I was in the middle of taking a drink of water. I could not hold it in. I laughed hysterically along with the rest of the class. My drink of water spewed from my face.
Mrs. ABC: Ummm, well....no.....not exactly....but I did describe breasts as muscles so I see where you are getting that description. We will go with it. NOW, moving on.....
Surprisingly, the entire conversation was a complete surprise to them and uncomfortable for them to learn...they kept themselves composed and mature the entire time, NEVER taking it out of "school appropriate".
As their teacher, I am so proud of them, but I HATE being the one that has these conversations.
After school, I marched straight to the 7th grade Assistant Principal to inform her of the conversation and the events that took place in my classroom, just in case a parent phone call comes through. She laughed with me and simply said, "Don't you just LOVE those 'learning experiences'?" :)
Whew, what a day! :)
Thursday, February 24, 2011
This time of year is TAKSing for ALL of us......
....at least those of us in TAKS grades!
Tuesday, yes, THIS Tuesday, March 1st, is the Writing TAKS test for my seventh graders. They will have to sit in a room ALL day long, answering grammar questions to the best of their ability and writing to a narrative/reflective prompt that is likely to be the WORST prompt ever to be given. :(
What I hate most about TAKS is that my sweet precious kiddos get so nervous. Their eyes fill with anxiety and proclamations of self-doubt.
They are, without a doubt, ready to meet this test head-on and blow it clear out of the water, but they do not believe that they are capable of this.
I would like you to see what I have the students go through in order to keep their brains focused.....sometimes I am not so sure it works.
The first thing they are to do is READ the prompt. Example: Write a composition about a time you tried something you thought was difficult.
They will then DECONSTRUCT the prompt. This means that they will identify the important words in the prompt and DEFINE them. Example: Write a composition (essay) about a time (single occasion for some event) you tried (attempted) something you thought (consider something carefully) was difficult (not easy/requiring effort).
Next, they will create a T-CHART. On the right side of the T-Chart they will write their ideas about the prompt. They must have 3-5 ideas per prompt. They will then pick the prompt with the most action/feeling/emotion/fabulous description. AFTER picking the best idea, they will write description words and sensory words. They CANNOT use everyday words (sad, mad, glad, fun, excited, amazing, cool, etc.) They MUST use a Thesaurus for this step. They must have 30-35 descriptive/sensory words.
After that, they will create their BUBBLE MAP. This bubble map will have FIVE bubbles, give or take. In the beginning paragraph they will have to address the prompt in an interesting way that will HOOK the reader. They will begin their story with an ACTION, DESCRIPTION, or STATEMENT/Dialogue (this dialogue will have to be full of emotion to drag the reader into the story). The next three paragraphs will be describing the event/narrative in full detail. The final paragraph MUST have a reflection in it. They have to close out the essay and then inform the reader of how they have been bettered/changed during this event or due to this event.
They have to revise using revision symbols. Circles are placed around the first word of every sentence. Triangles are used for punctuation. Rectangles are used for verbs. Explosions are used for adjectives and hearts are placed around adverbs. And they underline all FANBOYS (for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so) also known as conjunctions and all transition words (However, although because, since, until, therefore, finally, etc.)
They then double check for worn out words, and contractions. IF they have any of these, and they always have many of these, they work on correcting them for better words and interesting vocabulary.
The FINAL copy is the absolute LAST step and one that takes seemingly FOREVER to get to.....or so they think.
That is just a portion of the strategies to be used on their test this Tuesday! They have grammar question highlighting and identifying strategies as well.
I talked with them about their abilities, talents, weaknesses (and how they were WAY better than the other 7th graders on campus AND WAAAAAY better than the now 8th graders were last year. They just stared at me like deer in headlights and occasionally shook their heads blankly, as if they were not going to believe a word I said about their "good" qualities.
I believe that stress is definitely in the air for us all, but I also believe that we are going to "Fire Up the TAKS!"
Fire Up--is being used with this generation of kiddos as an emotional attack. IF they get someone angry or upset they have "Fired them up". This was not the intention of our Superintendent when she listed the theme for all district schools this past August. :) She means that we are going to catch the passion and burn the flame....caring it with us from place to place (classroom to classroom) never letting the flame burn out (never letting the learning cease).
Please keep my kiddos and ALL 4th grade and 7th grade public school kiddos, from the state of Texas, in your thoughts and prayers. They need peace in their minds and hearts!
Thank you!
Tuesday, yes, THIS Tuesday, March 1st, is the Writing TAKS test for my seventh graders. They will have to sit in a room ALL day long, answering grammar questions to the best of their ability and writing to a narrative/reflective prompt that is likely to be the WORST prompt ever to be given. :(
What I hate most about TAKS is that my sweet precious kiddos get so nervous. Their eyes fill with anxiety and proclamations of self-doubt.
They are, without a doubt, ready to meet this test head-on and blow it clear out of the water, but they do not believe that they are capable of this.
I would like you to see what I have the students go through in order to keep their brains focused.....sometimes I am not so sure it works.
The first thing they are to do is READ the prompt. Example: Write a composition about a time you tried something you thought was difficult.
They will then DECONSTRUCT the prompt. This means that they will identify the important words in the prompt and DEFINE them. Example: Write a composition (essay) about a time (single occasion for some event) you tried (attempted) something you thought (consider something carefully) was difficult (not easy/requiring effort).
Next, they will create a T-CHART. On the right side of the T-Chart they will write their ideas about the prompt. They must have 3-5 ideas per prompt. They will then pick the prompt with the most action/feeling/emotion/fabulous description. AFTER picking the best idea, they will write description words and sensory words. They CANNOT use everyday words (sad, mad, glad, fun, excited, amazing, cool, etc.) They MUST use a Thesaurus for this step. They must have 30-35 descriptive/sensory words.
After that, they will create their BUBBLE MAP. This bubble map will have FIVE bubbles, give or take. In the beginning paragraph they will have to address the prompt in an interesting way that will HOOK the reader. They will begin their story with an ACTION, DESCRIPTION, or STATEMENT/Dialogue (this dialogue will have to be full of emotion to drag the reader into the story). The next three paragraphs will be describing the event/narrative in full detail. The final paragraph MUST have a reflection in it. They have to close out the essay and then inform the reader of how they have been bettered/changed during this event or due to this event.
They have to revise using revision symbols. Circles are placed around the first word of every sentence. Triangles are used for punctuation. Rectangles are used for verbs. Explosions are used for adjectives and hearts are placed around adverbs. And they underline all FANBOYS (for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so) also known as conjunctions and all transition words (However, although because, since, until, therefore, finally, etc.)
They then double check for worn out words, and contractions. IF they have any of these, and they always have many of these, they work on correcting them for better words and interesting vocabulary.
The FINAL copy is the absolute LAST step and one that takes seemingly FOREVER to get to.....or so they think.
That is just a portion of the strategies to be used on their test this Tuesday! They have grammar question highlighting and identifying strategies as well.
I talked with them about their abilities, talents, weaknesses (and how they were WAY better than the other 7th graders on campus AND WAAAAAY better than the now 8th graders were last year. They just stared at me like deer in headlights and occasionally shook their heads blankly, as if they were not going to believe a word I said about their "good" qualities.
I believe that stress is definitely in the air for us all, but I also believe that we are going to "Fire Up the TAKS!"
Fire Up--is being used with this generation of kiddos as an emotional attack. IF they get someone angry or upset they have "Fired them up". This was not the intention of our Superintendent when she listed the theme for all district schools this past August. :) She means that we are going to catch the passion and burn the flame....caring it with us from place to place (classroom to classroom) never letting the flame burn out (never letting the learning cease).
Please keep my kiddos and ALL 4th grade and 7th grade public school kiddos, from the state of Texas, in your thoughts and prayers. They need peace in their minds and hearts!
Thank you!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Roger "the cat" Clemens
Roger is the newest member of our family.
He was abandoned on the streets of Forney in August or September of 2010. Orphaning a kitty is NOT okay with the Clemens of Forney, especially when we ALREADY know the kitty-cat's name! This HAD to be remedied.
Colt and I decided to start calling Roger into our backyard and then spending time with him petting him and feeding him. This worked like a charm. Before too many days passed, Colt decided to create a "Roger hole" so he could enter the back yard. I would take Roger to the fence and push him under...through his "Roger hole" and Colt would grab him on the inside and push him right back out. This allowed him to see it was there, that he could fit through it, and in order to be with us in the backyard, he would have to come through on his own. He visited ALL the time.
Eventually, Roger got to where he knew the sounds of our cars, and would race us home when we turned in on our street. He would bound through the neighbors' yards and stop in the grass next to the garage. Once we stopped the car he would say hello to us and then walk himself to the backyard. Randomly, one day, just before Halloween, I came home to find Roger already on the patio, waiting for me and singing me a pretty song. This cat, was clearly, ALREADY spoiled rotten.
Roger, being a LARGE, 15 pound cat, needed a "house" big enough for him. He HATED the wind and needed shelter from it, so Colt went to Wal-Mart and purchased a dog house for him. We bought a soft and comfy pillow and placed it inside. Roger LOVED his bedroom. He would come in at night, and snuggle in, and then leave after his breakfast was given and promptly devoured the next morning.
Over the next month, Roger decided he should be an inside cat and proceeded to invite himself into the house, with THREE other cats...one being VERY protective, VERY Alpha-male, Ghost. This new visitor was NOT in the least pleasing to Ghost. He was not having any of it. However, Roger came in as a complete Gentleman. At no point, did Rogey try to attack, over-ride, or demolish the almost seven pound, sure he is the most ferocious of all beasts, Ghost. Over Thanksgiving Break, Roger was 100% adopted. He was taken to the vet and moved inside.
He is now, VERY sure that he wants to be an inside cat, but at first it was all we could do to keep him from escaping through any open crevasse in the house. Since there are not many of those, so called "crevasses" in the house he tried to be sneaky around doors and windows.
But this video is a recent clip of Roger just being Roger and rolling and playing on the CARPETED, INSIDE, PADDED floor! He is the KING or so he believes.
Roger has really opened up in the last several days. He really misses Ghost, but he is thrilled to be able to run around and be himself.
Colt was yelling about doing a "great job" and Roger sang right along with him. Colt would say, "I did good!" and Roge, would mew and meow right after him. He was so cute. Colt yelled out 3 or 4 times, and Roger repeated him every time....
I love that you are a part of this family Roger! You are a great addition. I LOVE YOU!
He was abandoned on the streets of Forney in August or September of 2010. Orphaning a kitty is NOT okay with the Clemens of Forney, especially when we ALREADY know the kitty-cat's name! This HAD to be remedied.
Colt and I decided to start calling Roger into our backyard and then spending time with him petting him and feeding him. This worked like a charm. Before too many days passed, Colt decided to create a "Roger hole" so he could enter the back yard. I would take Roger to the fence and push him under...through his "Roger hole" and Colt would grab him on the inside and push him right back out. This allowed him to see it was there, that he could fit through it, and in order to be with us in the backyard, he would have to come through on his own. He visited ALL the time.
Eventually, Roger got to where he knew the sounds of our cars, and would race us home when we turned in on our street. He would bound through the neighbors' yards and stop in the grass next to the garage. Once we stopped the car he would say hello to us and then walk himself to the backyard. Randomly, one day, just before Halloween, I came home to find Roger already on the patio, waiting for me and singing me a pretty song. This cat, was clearly, ALREADY spoiled rotten.
Roger, being a LARGE, 15 pound cat, needed a "house" big enough for him. He HATED the wind and needed shelter from it, so Colt went to Wal-Mart and purchased a dog house for him. We bought a soft and comfy pillow and placed it inside. Roger LOVED his bedroom. He would come in at night, and snuggle in, and then leave after his breakfast was given and promptly devoured the next morning.
Over the next month, Roger decided he should be an inside cat and proceeded to invite himself into the house, with THREE other cats...one being VERY protective, VERY Alpha-male, Ghost. This new visitor was NOT in the least pleasing to Ghost. He was not having any of it. However, Roger came in as a complete Gentleman. At no point, did Rogey try to attack, over-ride, or demolish the almost seven pound, sure he is the most ferocious of all beasts, Ghost. Over Thanksgiving Break, Roger was 100% adopted. He was taken to the vet and moved inside.
He is now, VERY sure that he wants to be an inside cat, but at first it was all we could do to keep him from escaping through any open crevasse in the house. Since there are not many of those, so called "crevasses" in the house he tried to be sneaky around doors and windows.
But this video is a recent clip of Roger just being Roger and rolling and playing on the CARPETED, INSIDE, PADDED floor! He is the KING or so he believes.
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| Outside Roger....He came "home" with this collar...someone dressed him for Halloween. He HATED it!!!! |
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| Roger Big Eyes |
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| Rogey rolling and LOVING being an "inside" kitty. |
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| Outside Roge....playing with his homemade jingly/stringy toy. |
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| Rolling and playing in the grass...... |
Colt was yelling about doing a "great job" and Roger sang right along with him. Colt would say, "I did good!" and Roge, would mew and meow right after him. He was so cute. Colt yelled out 3 or 4 times, and Roger repeated him every time....
I love that you are a part of this family Roger! You are a great addition. I LOVE YOU!
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Ghost Cat...
February 12, 2011
Let me introduce you to our Ghost Cat!
He is a very lively, active, entertaining cat. He loves to chase laser lights and run in gigantic circles. He loves to jump high and jump often. He loves to sit in Colt's lap purring loudly and "making muffins" (knead). He loves to drink water from the running facet, and will, although accidentally, nearly trip whomever he is trying to beat to the sink. He loves ice cream, pizza, ice in his water bowl, and a recent favorite was his Whiskas wet food pouches....NO seafood, JUST poultry, and of course, anything in a cup that is not meant for him. These are just a few of the things that Ghost perfected.
When in a fight, play-fight, or play session with his siblings he would always win....EXCEPT when playing with Zizzy. He would let her win! He would lay still after "struggling" to beat her, and allow her to prance off in victory. When playing with or fighting with Linky, he would roll and tumble and jump in such a way that Link could not keep up. Mind you some of Link's short comings are derived from his being an insanely obese kitten, but to win, Ghost would rare his front right paw backward and proceed to slap Link or any other cat in his space, repeatedly. All of this would happen so fast, the cats would just sit there completely stunned. In turn, Ghost would be crowned the victor.
Many times Colt and I would order pizza for dinner and have leftovers for a snack or another meal later on. Fresh, hot pizza was appetizing to Ghost, but the alluring nature of the cold pizza was just too much for Ghost to ignore. He would jump up to whichever surface had the pizza and would try to steal it from the consumer. Once, Colt was eating a slice of cold pizza out of his own right hand while leaning his left elbow on the bar in the kitchen. Ghost jumped up to the counter and walked briskly to Colt's hand and proceeded to eat the pizza right out of Colt's hand. By this I mean, Ghost took the pizza directly out of Colt's hand and walked away to eat his "prey".
Today, Colt and I had to make a very hard decision. In the past year, Colt's sweet, intelligent, and special kitty cat, Ghost, became increasingly ill.
Over the past 6 or so months Ghost has lost weight. He went from being about 8 pounds to 6.3. He is only 6 and a half years old, therefore, his weight is extremely alarming.
Let me back track....
Last summer, Colt and I had Ghost tested for fear he was becoming sick, after all of our tests came back negative, the vet told us that he was probably suffering with some kind of cancer: stomach or intestinal. But we were informed that it could be either Inflammatory Bowel Disease or Kidney Disease, too. All of these scenarios left us with a sick baby Ghoey, and the knowledge that he would not be with us for as long as we were intending.
Over the past week or so, maybe two weeks to encompass it all, Ghost has taken a turn for the worst. We just didn't want to believe it. He was no longer as playful; he did not demand facet water, and he was throwing up undigested food, more and more. He stomped jumping from counter-top to counter-top, even though this was one of his favorite past-times. He began just easing, sliding his way down the counter doors to the floor.
Last night, after feeding him at about 7 p.m. he seemed to be doing fine. However, all of that changed about 5 hours later. Just after midnight he vomited up, what appeared to be everything he had eaten for the entire day. He then dry-heaved four more times: just after two, just before 4, just after five, and while in Colt's arms at 7:20 a.m. He was not himself, Ghost was not looking at us, he was not with us. His eyes were damp and darkening with the intensity of pain. He would not move. He refused food and water, he was hissing and growling at his siblings, as well as, me! He NEVER growls at me or Colt. He would come sit with us, he wouldn't let us hold him. We saw him go into dark corners by himself, and he would his if we came in to move him out.
This was NOT our sweet baby. Something has really changed and turned for the worse, so we made the decision to call the vet. We made an emergency appointment and went in. The vet said that she could not feel any tumors or lumps in his intestinal track, but that she would not be able to necessarily feel if there was something in the stomach. However, due to our discussion about his recent behaviors, actions and misfortunes, she told us it wasn't good.
We were not about to let him continue suffering, so we had to make the final decision to let him rest in peace. This is by far the HARDEST thing I have every had to endure. We love Ghost so very much, we are going to miss him with ALL of our hearts! These memories are truly bitter-sweet, for there will never be any more, but he was blessed with the best life he could possibly have being the "son" of Colt. He is now out of pain and is with us in our hearts daily.
This is very difficult for Colt since he has been with Ghost longer than he has been with me. Ghost had to accept me into the family before there was any hope of sticking around. I am forever grateful of his love!
Goodbye my Ghoey! I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!
Let me introduce you to our Ghost Cat!
He is a very lively, active, entertaining cat. He loves to chase laser lights and run in gigantic circles. He loves to jump high and jump often. He loves to sit in Colt's lap purring loudly and "making muffins" (knead). He loves to drink water from the running facet, and will, although accidentally, nearly trip whomever he is trying to beat to the sink. He loves ice cream, pizza, ice in his water bowl, and a recent favorite was his Whiskas wet food pouches....NO seafood, JUST poultry, and of course, anything in a cup that is not meant for him. These are just a few of the things that Ghost perfected.
When in a fight, play-fight, or play session with his siblings he would always win....EXCEPT when playing with Zizzy. He would let her win! He would lay still after "struggling" to beat her, and allow her to prance off in victory. When playing with or fighting with Linky, he would roll and tumble and jump in such a way that Link could not keep up. Mind you some of Link's short comings are derived from his being an insanely obese kitten, but to win, Ghost would rare his front right paw backward and proceed to slap Link or any other cat in his space, repeatedly. All of this would happen so fast, the cats would just sit there completely stunned. In turn, Ghost would be crowned the victor.
Many times Colt and I would order pizza for dinner and have leftovers for a snack or another meal later on. Fresh, hot pizza was appetizing to Ghost, but the alluring nature of the cold pizza was just too much for Ghost to ignore. He would jump up to whichever surface had the pizza and would try to steal it from the consumer. Once, Colt was eating a slice of cold pizza out of his own right hand while leaning his left elbow on the bar in the kitchen. Ghost jumped up to the counter and walked briskly to Colt's hand and proceeded to eat the pizza right out of Colt's hand. By this I mean, Ghost took the pizza directly out of Colt's hand and walked away to eat his "prey".
Today, Colt and I had to make a very hard decision. In the past year, Colt's sweet, intelligent, and special kitty cat, Ghost, became increasingly ill.
Over the past 6 or so months Ghost has lost weight. He went from being about 8 pounds to 6.3. He is only 6 and a half years old, therefore, his weight is extremely alarming.
Let me back track....
Last summer, Colt and I had Ghost tested for fear he was becoming sick, after all of our tests came back negative, the vet told us that he was probably suffering with some kind of cancer: stomach or intestinal. But we were informed that it could be either Inflammatory Bowel Disease or Kidney Disease, too. All of these scenarios left us with a sick baby Ghoey, and the knowledge that he would not be with us for as long as we were intending.
Over the past week or so, maybe two weeks to encompass it all, Ghost has taken a turn for the worst. We just didn't want to believe it. He was no longer as playful; he did not demand facet water, and he was throwing up undigested food, more and more. He stomped jumping from counter-top to counter-top, even though this was one of his favorite past-times. He began just easing, sliding his way down the counter doors to the floor.
Last night, after feeding him at about 7 p.m. he seemed to be doing fine. However, all of that changed about 5 hours later. Just after midnight he vomited up, what appeared to be everything he had eaten for the entire day. He then dry-heaved four more times: just after two, just before 4, just after five, and while in Colt's arms at 7:20 a.m. He was not himself, Ghost was not looking at us, he was not with us. His eyes were damp and darkening with the intensity of pain. He would not move. He refused food and water, he was hissing and growling at his siblings, as well as, me! He NEVER growls at me or Colt. He would come sit with us, he wouldn't let us hold him. We saw him go into dark corners by himself, and he would his if we came in to move him out.
This was NOT our sweet baby. Something has really changed and turned for the worse, so we made the decision to call the vet. We made an emergency appointment and went in. The vet said that she could not feel any tumors or lumps in his intestinal track, but that she would not be able to necessarily feel if there was something in the stomach. However, due to our discussion about his recent behaviors, actions and misfortunes, she told us it wasn't good.
We were not about to let him continue suffering, so we had to make the final decision to let him rest in peace. This is by far the HARDEST thing I have every had to endure. We love Ghost so very much, we are going to miss him with ALL of our hearts! These memories are truly bitter-sweet, for there will never be any more, but he was blessed with the best life he could possibly have being the "son" of Colt. He is now out of pain and is with us in our hearts daily.
This is very difficult for Colt since he has been with Ghost longer than he has been with me. Ghost had to accept me into the family before there was any hope of sticking around. I am forever grateful of his love!
Goodbye my Ghoey! I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!
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| Ghost Christmas 2010 |
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| Link....Ghost.....Aziza The happiest of ALL kitty-cat families! |
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| Ghoey and Linky snuggling.... Too precious.....So much love! |
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| Ghost lounging in his favorite room, my office, in his sunlight! |
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| Look at those EYES!!!! He just wanted to "read" you..... I love you Ghost.....I will miss those sweet, beautiful eyes..... |
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
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