I never planned to write this post. I still don’t know how I will. But those of you who don’t follow us on Twitter or Facebook – or didn’t see the news – need to know. And I apologize in advance for taking so long but Tropical Storm Isaias has knocked out our power and I don’t even have 3g cell data most of the time and we won’t discuss the flood… don’t worry the home is dry.

Curzon had a really rough weekend. It started at the end of last week with his haunches getting weak. So of course I assumed arthritis – mind you his 19th birthday’s 9/1. I talked to the vet and she agreed we’d start him on Cosequin and go from there. My PLAN quickly became take him to his vet Monday afternoon, by Saturday night it was Monday morning. Saturday he was just acting WEIRD. Had I known…

Sunday he took a sudden turn for the worse. It started fine, but by late evening it was becoming apparent it was going to be a struggle to get him thru the next 8 hours. I decided I was staying up with him. Around 11 his front end started giving out. I’ve never seen a cat chest-plant. I put him into the bathroom to block off the kitchen so he wasn’t on tile. When I opened the door to let him out, he didn’t MOVE.

I scooped him up, let the CatDaddy know I was rushing him to the ER vet, called them as I was loading him up and headed there, intending on getting him on fluids and doing baseline bloodwork to see what we were getting into. I never intended….

Curzon passed away in my arms around 1am on Monday morning almost with no help from the vet. My best guess – and the ER vet agrees – was that he was having mini strokes and his last one as he laid in my arms when she walked out of the room to get the meds was my last sign that it was time and he could NOT wait.

Every last one of the kids has gone out on their own terms.
Nimbus perked up when they tranquilized him, demonstrating his stubborness.
Jadzia went out gripping my arm, demonstrating how much she loved me.
Curzon gave me the raspberries on the way out, demonstrating his ‘tude.

I am so sorry guys. I tried. I gave him every chance to hit 20. That was the plan. I had a big birthday planned for him next month. Now it’s all gone.

This blog will continue, about as much as it has since Jadzia left. I’ll still write now and then. I’ll do a true memorial post for the boy when I can – when I can look at the pics. This is the second-worst year of my life I think… the only one that’s worse is 2001.

If swear words offend you, please stop reading here.






39 thoughts on “Alone

  1. Curzon was a treasure to you and know you are saddened deeply ~ they never stay long enough ~ You did all you could and were there till the end ~ what a blessing for you both ~ Lots of healing energy hugs to you ~ Curzon will be forever in your heart ~ Xox

    Live each moment with love,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)


  2. Curzon we know you had many years of love and left on your own terms. We know you were welcomed at the Bridge by all your friends and will meet many more new ones now as you fly on your beautiful wings. Sending purrs and prayers of support to your Family
    Timmy, Dad, Toby, Rumpy, Miss Fitz and Einstein


  3. I am so sorry for the loss of your beautiful boy. I am with you on 2020 after losing two of our furbabies in January. XO


  4. I am very sorry Curzon had to leave. I was not a reader of your blog, I regret to write, so I don’t know if Curzon spent all his life with you. It was clearly that he was loved, though, and he undoubtedly knew it. I lost two of mine on May 15th, so I can appreciate your feelings for this horrible year. May the memories of your loved ones, now gone on ahead, sustain you until God grants us a better year. Godspeed, Curzon.


  5. I am deeply sorry to hear about the loss of your beautiful Curzon. I too know words are so empty and meaningless right now. But all you need to know is the love. He loved you and you loved him and my hope is that that love will help ease the sadness and brokenness, in time. Right now all there is is pain, and I fully understand that, just be gentle on yourself. Praying for healing light and peace.


  6. Sending my deepest condolences. We have a guy who is nearly 20, and I completely understand that things can change in a second. 😦


  7. Dear Family….
    I did not know Curzon; however I have known many Maine Coons…
    I think the words I have used from the letters of his name are quite descriptive.
    Back in the mid 1980’s I knew a man who owned a hardware store.
    Well actually his Maine Coon Cat owned the store…he let the man work there.
    I can’t remember the cat’s name but he always greeted everyone when they entered
    Then he would disappear.
    Hugs and Purrs Cecilia

    O(h)what fun they are
    Nearly 20 years old


  8. Love and hugs from all of us. We know this was never what you planned but Curzon had to do things his way. I never thought he and Zoe would depart so soon. I know there’s really no words to ease the pain. You boy loved you with all his heart.


  9. Oh we are so so sorry. We lost two of ours this Spring, in a similar unexpected way. No matter how long we have with them it is never long enough. You certainly did everything you could for him. Maybe – like my two – he was just ready to go on to his next adventure. They are all together now and will be keeping an eye on you. And they all knew they were loved.


  10. (((hugs))) and love. We know the pain you are feeling and wish we could do something to help. He’s in good paws at the Bridge. You gave him a great life and he knew he was loved.

    The Florida Furkids and Mom Sharon

    Here is our Sparks post for today


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