Oscar was my whole heart. He was my feline soul mate and I will always love him and miss him. I got Oscar when he was 6 weeks old. He picked me out at an Animal Rescue Center and he crawled right into my heart. Oscar was diagnosed with Feline Diabetes in September of 1999. We had only one hypo episode and that was the first time I thought I was going to lose him.

Oscar was full of personality, he was a one woman cat that's for sure! He and I had some really good years. During the summer of 2002 I noticed Oscar losing some weight but didn't really think much of it, till it came time for his annual check up and his weight was 10lbs. Down from 18 at diagnosis. We went to many different vets until we found one to our liking that would help us find out what was going on. Oscar kept losing weight and got down to 6lbs. Skin and bones. He was hospitalized at MS State for a week of diagnostic testing and they never really found out what was wrong with him. He was diagnosed with hyperthyroid and started Tapazole. I finger and syringe fed him for the month of December and by March he was almost up to 7lbs. Only a few days ago he stopped eating and the little weight he put on was off fast.

On April 20, 2003 I got up to find a very ill Oscar, he could hardly walk and when he looked at me I could see in his eyes, the fight was over. We spent a very sad last day together, doing all the things he loved to do. We sat outside and watched the birds, we had his favorite chicken (Popeyes) and we slept together on the couch. Monday morning I took him to the vet and told them it was time. I stayed with my sweet baby the whole time and he wrapped his paw around the end of my finger one last time and his eyes never left mine.

I took him home and we buried him next to the azaleas in David's mother's backyard. We were going to get a white azalea to plant next to him but as we were walking through the nursery we can upon Butterfly Bushes and so Oscar will be surrounded by Azaleas in the spring and butterflies will dance around him in the summer.

I will so miss the paws on my face and rubbing our noses together and my every morning five o'clock wake up. That came from when I was a waitress and had to be at work at 6:00AM, I never got him to stop waking up so early to be fed his breakfast. There are smiles in remembering after all....

In Loving Memory of Oscar
1991 - 2003

Copyright © Terri McAffry
April 24, 2003