| Frampton |
In 1999, I had been bothering my then-boyfriend Steve for ages for him to allow me to have a cat. He is
allergic to cats, so the fact that he finally let me have one as an early Christmas present meant a lot to
me. We went to a Petsmart where “The Friends of Montgomery County” have a cat adoption program
almost every weekend. I just fell in love with this little black cat named “Frampton”. We adopted him
and took him home that day. I think he will always be the best present I ever got.
Frampton was a wonderful cat. When he was little, he would sleep on my pillow, right above my head.
He would give you “kisses” on your nose or your forehead (really he was just licking off the salt from
your skin, but we called it giving kisses anyway). When I started dating Keebler, he and Frampton
bonded right away. Once we all moved in together, it was definitely established that Keebler was
Frampton’s favorite person. He always wanted to be wherever his daddy was. He would sit on his lap
while he watched TV or played video games. When Keebler was on the computer, Frampton was either
right by his feet, or on a table or shelf within petting distance.
Not to say that Frampton didn’t still love me…he was always waiting at the door whenever I came home
from work (but that was possibly because he knew it was time for me to give him his daily allotment of
treats).
When we found our second cat, Katrina, Frampton was already six years old. We were worried that the
two of them wouldn’t get along. But, other than occasional play-fights, they were best friends, and
would take naps together and groom each other.
On Saturday, I came home from running an errand at around 7:00 pm. Oddly enough, Frampton wasn’t
waiting for me at the front door, and he didn’t come get his treats with Katrina when I put them in their
bowls. I found him lying in the bedroom, and so I tried to get him to eat his treats there, but with no
luck. Then I noticed that his breathing was very erratic. My husband was on his way home from a walk,
and I expected him back in about five minutes. I got out the cat carrier just in case we would need to
take Frampton to the emergency vet. Keebler came home and we bundled Frampton into his carrier
and took him to the emergency vet. We thought that it was probably an allergic reaction or asthsma or
something not too severe, but the vet said that he had fluid in his lungs and his heart could not get any
oxygen into his blood stream. They put him on oxygen and tried several drugs to help him to live, but
by 8:30 pm, his little kitty heart gave up and he passed on from cardiac failure and pulmonary edema.
In a way, I am glad that he died quickly and with little suffering, but then again, I didn’t really get to say
goodbye to him while he was alive.
Frampton will be missed greatly. Katrina is confused about where her big brother has gone, and keeps
looking and smelling for him. My heart is broken, and my husband is completely devastated. But I still
think the seven years of love we got from Frampton is worth this pain. He will always be with us in our
hearts.
allergic to cats, so the fact that he finally let me have one as an early Christmas present meant a lot to
me. We went to a Petsmart where “The Friends of Montgomery County” have a cat adoption program
almost every weekend. I just fell in love with this little black cat named “Frampton”. We adopted him
and took him home that day. I think he will always be the best present I ever got.
Frampton was a wonderful cat. When he was little, he would sleep on my pillow, right above my head.
He would give you “kisses” on your nose or your forehead (really he was just licking off the salt from
your skin, but we called it giving kisses anyway). When I started dating Keebler, he and Frampton
bonded right away. Once we all moved in together, it was definitely established that Keebler was
Frampton’s favorite person. He always wanted to be wherever his daddy was. He would sit on his lap
while he watched TV or played video games. When Keebler was on the computer, Frampton was either
right by his feet, or on a table or shelf within petting distance.
Not to say that Frampton didn’t still love me…he was always waiting at the door whenever I came home
from work (but that was possibly because he knew it was time for me to give him his daily allotment of
treats).
When we found our second cat, Katrina, Frampton was already six years old. We were worried that the
two of them wouldn’t get along. But, other than occasional play-fights, they were best friends, and
would take naps together and groom each other.
On Saturday, I came home from running an errand at around 7:00 pm. Oddly enough, Frampton wasn’t
waiting for me at the front door, and he didn’t come get his treats with Katrina when I put them in their
bowls. I found him lying in the bedroom, and so I tried to get him to eat his treats there, but with no
luck. Then I noticed that his breathing was very erratic. My husband was on his way home from a walk,
and I expected him back in about five minutes. I got out the cat carrier just in case we would need to
take Frampton to the emergency vet. Keebler came home and we bundled Frampton into his carrier
and took him to the emergency vet. We thought that it was probably an allergic reaction or asthsma or
something not too severe, but the vet said that he had fluid in his lungs and his heart could not get any
oxygen into his blood stream. They put him on oxygen and tried several drugs to help him to live, but
by 8:30 pm, his little kitty heart gave up and he passed on from cardiac failure and pulmonary edema.
In a way, I am glad that he died quickly and with little suffering, but then again, I didn’t really get to say
goodbye to him while he was alive.
Frampton will be missed greatly. Katrina is confused about where her big brother has gone, and keeps
looking and smelling for him. My heart is broken, and my husband is completely devastated. But I still
think the seven years of love we got from Frampton is worth this pain. He will always be with us in our
hearts.
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