Violet Begins Preparations for Departure.

March 28, 2015 by  
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Deathing Is a Natural Process.

Violet in 2013.Violet in 2013.

For about 2 and a half weeks, having announced her decision to move back into spirit, Violet refused to eat anything except pureed raw chicken liver.  This is a highly nutritious food, filled with fat, protein and vitamins.

Violet also agreed to take some of my home-made electrolyte formula.  This provides the potassium salts cats need when drinking unusually large amounts of water.  Any cat in renal failure will be drinking a lot of water, so electrolytes are essential to maintain mineral balance and comfort.

Then, on Wednesday of this week, Violet came out around breakfast time very weak and wobbly.  She refused all food.  We had agreed that I would not force feed her or pester her with constant requests that she eat.  She is in charge of her departure schedule.  So after offering her liver 3 separate times and watching her facial expressing indicate disgust at the very idea of eating, I decided to let go of any need I might have for her to eat.

Violet took over one of the living room chairs and remained there the rest of the day.  She seemed comfortable and didn’t get up for any reason.  I offered her water at various times.  Sometimes she drank; sometimes she didn’t.  I used a small dish with low sides so she didn’t have to sit up to drink.  She had seemed so weak that morning that it seemed even sitting up was difficult.

Every so often, after she drank, I asked about the litter box, but she had no interest.  Once I took her after she said, “no” – the human need for confirmation, I guess – and she just step out of the box and give me a very dirty look.  I carried her back to the chair.

Meditation Cave 2012 - I don't want to disturb Violet.Meditation Cave 2012 –
I don’t want to disturb Violet for a new photo.

That evening, Violet did use the litter box before I returned her to her cat cave for the night where she told me she wanted to sleep.  The cave is on top of a hassock backed up to a wall where there is a baseboard radiator.  The cold weather we’ve been having means the heat is still on and the cave is very cozy.

This is an old picture of the cave.  Right now, the cave top and entrance are covered with a towel and piece of an old wool US Navy blanket remnant.  This keeps the cave dark and warm.

Violet’s lying on a piece of foam designed to support elderly or super-thin animals to prevent bed sores, covered with a very soft, washable fabric that holds body heat.  This is a sumptuous spot for her and her favorite place to meditate over the years.

Now it’s her retreat as she prepares for departure, and that’s where Violet spent Wednesday night.

On Thursday, Violet refused to leave the cat cave.  She continued to reject all ideas of eating.  She continued drinking water and taking her electrolytes by dropper.   When I took her to the litter box, she seemed very weak and wobbly, although she was able to stand while using it.

When a cat goes 3 full days with food, their livers start to break down and after 3 days, recovery is nearly impossible.  Knowing this, and knowing that refusal to eat is a natural part of the preparation for the return trip home into spirit, I assumed that this was it for her food consumption.

Over those two days, each time I checked on her, Violet would be glowing — serene — peaceful.  No sign of any pain or discomfort.  The expression on her face was one of “nobody is here right now.  If you must speak with me, I’ll do my best, but really I don’t want to be disturbed.”  I kept all conversation to a minimum.  “Water?”  “Litter box?”  “Are you doing OK?”  “I love you.”  I also gently pet her briefly, and she would purr when I did that.

Then on Friday morning, as I began making breakfast for Sakhara and Starlight, I turned around to find Violet standing behind me.  She wasn’t at all wobbly after 2 days of fasting.  She was strong and steady and asking for liver. She was using that expression she has when she’s making a demand.

“Liver!” she requested in her imperious feline manner.  Fortunately, I had plenty of it prepared in the freezer, so I warmed some up and she ate a hearty breakfast.

So Friday was an eating day.  She ate several meals, each one smaller than the previous, but overall she consumed quite a bit of liver.

So it seems that each morning will be different.  This morning, Saturday, Violet showed up again in the kitchen requesting food, but she ate only a taste of liver and then drank water and retreated to her cave.

Clearly this process is not straightforward.  Violet take the lead and I follow as best I can.  Starlight and Sakhara, her companions and friends, visit with her from time to time.  Sometimes they groom her a bit.  Sometimes they sleep with her.  Mostly they let her be.

I asked Violet this morning if she can describe what’s going on for her.

Violet replied:

I was floating around those days [when I wasn’t eating].  I was in the spirit world.  I’m very familiar with it, as you know.

This time, I was talking to my guides about releasing my body.  They check in with me now and then to see how I’m doing.

I’m totally fine.  This is all as it should be.

Thank you for respecting my requests.  This isn’t like the last [life] time, when I needed you to nurse me.  This is better.

I’m doing my best to honor Violet’s wishes in all things.  This isn’t about fighting with her to get her to do what I want. This isn’t about trying to keep her here longer for my ego or personal needs.  This is about Violet ending her life as she chooses to do so.

And while I’m sad at time, I also feel peaceful about this process.  It’s a miracle to watch it unfold so beautifully and naturally.  Violet, as all my animal friends, is teaching me.  It’s a great gift.

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If you have an elderly animal preparing for his or her journey home, please know that each one’s process is unique.  While there are, of course, some general patterns, each animal will have his or her own preferences.  Sometimes those preferences will align with yours, but other times the animal may want to teach you about other ways to do things than what you might find easy or comfortable.  If you can be open to what they want to teach you, the opportunities for personal growth are enormous.  If you’re not open, that’s OK too.  There is no judgment here about what is “right” or “wrong.”  There is only love and compassion for all.

As a professional Animal Communicator, I often speak with elderly animals to help them communicate their choices to their human family members.  It’s an honor to do this.  Please do call on me when you’d like assistance with this type of situation.

Namaste,
Nedda

Topsy-Turvey – A Reincarnation Adventure

November 12, 2012 by  
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The Best Laid Plans Get Rearranged –

CONTINUOUSLY!

Starlight and Violet cuddling – before October ended.

Still in her first week in her new home, Starlight and Violet were already getting acquainted.  Starlight was still spending most of her time alone in a room upstairs that I had carefully set up for her safety and comfort.

But it’s autumn in New England, and the weather suddenly changed and the temperatures dropped.  That very Friday morning I brought Starlight some breakfast and discovered that she was coughing a bit and that her room was too cold for such a young kitten, especially one who now seemed to have a bit of a cold.  Having experienced so many changes, I wasn’t surprised that her immune system was feeling a bit challenged.

I have an indoor thermometer because my furnace is very old and the thermostat is not precise.  I brought the thermometer upstairs and put it on the floor.  It dropped to 60 degrees.  Even with carpeting, this was too cold for Starlight.

“Family conference time,” I decided and announced to my adult feline companions.

So I sat down with Violet and Sakhara in the “cat room” downstairs.  “Starlight is sick,” I announced, “and it’s too cold upstairs for her to stay there. We have to move her and this is the only room I can think of where she can be downstairs and confined.  Unless you want her in my office?”

Two definite “no” responses to that idea.

“Are you two ready for full-time interaction with her?”

There were two definite “no” responses to this as well.

“Well,” I continued, “please give me some options of what to do.  I want your input because you two are in charge of her integration, as we previously agreed.”

We discussed the situation thoroughly.  Sakhara, who had had her own kittens before coming to live with me and Violet, was firm in her belief that a sick kitten needed to be warm.  She didn’t think that Starlight was very sick, but she did understand and told Violet that warmth was necessary.

Violet’s Meditation Cave in the cat mediation room.

Violet was reluctant to give up her meditation cave, in which she was ensconced as we three talked.  Neither of my adult feline friends were really ready for this shift to happen, but both finally agreed to make the change.

The meditation cave in the feline room backs up to a radiator for additional warmth in winter.  This got moved into the living room, which had to be rearranged to make space for it.  Violet ultimately approved the location.  (Sigh of relief from Nedda).

Violet Meditating (She gave permission for this photo.)

Then the cat meditation room had to be kitten-proofed.  Since this room also serves as my sewing room and pantry, I had to make sure that Starlight would not get into trouble once I brought her downstairs.

Finally, Starlight and all her things – bed, litter box, scratching post, toys, food, water – moved into the new room.  One more big change for a kitten who had already been through so many changes.  This room is smaller and not as interesting for a kitten – no bed to climb on – less room to play.  But safety and health had to come first.

Once that was done, I stopped for breakfast.  It was late in the morning.  Good thing I get up by 5 a.m. to get my day started.  I was very tired at that point, but felt we had made a good decision.

The next challenge was figuring out how Violet and Starlight were going to interact. Upstairs they had had two rooms and a hallway in whcih to get acquainted.  Space is a necessary factor here.  Violet insisted that we had to continue those interactions that very day.

The downstairs arrangement was not easily condusive to kitten training.  The cat room is right next to the bathroom where the litter boxes are for Violet and Sakhara. That could not be cordoned off.  Then right next door is my office, which would provide additional space for Violet and Starlight to get acquainted.

The only way to block off the rest of the downstairs, so Sakhara didn’t have to participate, was with the metal pen I had purchased for the eventual Starlight feeding station.   This proved to be totally inadquate.

Starlight has large paws and long legs.  She’s like a Thoroughbred race horse – FAST!!!  She also has amazing balance – she can walk along the top of the metal barrier like a tight-rope expert in the circus.  She has no fear, so will climb anything and jump anywhere and push through barriers.  This is part of her gift to humanity – total love and no fear!!

So this “barrier” was just a jungle gym for Starlight, and not a barrier at all.  After a day or so I just gave up trying to confine Starlight to a limited portion of the downstairs.  There is a door on the cat room, and Starlight would be confined for the night and for short periods of time during the day to give Violet and Sakhara (and me) a break from her energy and enthusiasm.  I also wanted Violet to tell me when SHE was ready to share her bed (the bed I share with her at night) with Starlight.

I left it up to my adult feline family members to make important decisions that affected all of our lives.  I felt strongly that this would create a successful and fairly rapid integration.  This turned out to be a wise decision on my part.

One of Sakhara’s favorite spots in the feline meditation room.

So at the end of about a week, Starlight had the run of the house during the day.  Sakhara was hanging out upstairs during the day.  She would growl and hiss and disappear, and this was something new I would have to address with Sakhara.  (More about this later.)

I was having to supervise meals carefully, as Starlight wanted what her big “sisters” were eating and her diet was not the same as theirs yet.   My gals eat raw food, and Starlight had been weaned onto canned food.  Yet another change that I wanted to make, but slowly so as not to cause Starlight any digestive upset.

At night, I began a ritual of putting Starlight to bed.  She didn’t want to be alone, and I didn’t really want her to be alone, but Violet and Sakhara HAD to be the ones who decided when Starlight would no longer be confined.  I would get her all settled down with some additional food, massage her with her brush, and put her into her bed.  I had to be very fast to get from her bed (next to the radiator) out the door without squishing the kitten, who, like lightening, would try to make an “escape.” In fact, she often DID get out, and then I had to go through the ritual yet again.

Keeping up with all this was exhausting, as you might imagine.

Violet was tired, too.  She wasn’t as fit at age 13 as she had been, although her “games” with Starlight were fitting her up once again.  I also had to make sure Sakhara got lots of attention from me, too.

Each evening, all 3 of us would collapse after Starlight went into her room “to bed.”

Each morning, we’d all start again to integrate Starlight.