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Blog entry by Kenny posted 03-06-2012 04:15 AM 1187 reads 0 times favorited 7 comments Add to Favorites Watch
« Part 2: MDF and Granite Sharpening Station: Materials needed and basic design Part 3 of My Low-Budget Builds series Part 4: Sharpening Station: Back on track »

To those who are following my build, I apologize about the pause in progress. I suffered the loss of a beloved family pet recently and I haven’t been in my shop much for the past few days.

It was actually my cat I had as a teen, which I left with my mom when I moved out on my own, that passed. He wasn’t young at 14, but considering he was healthy and very well cared for, his sudden passing was a bit of a shock to us all. He got sick about 6 weeks ago, started to recover, and then slowly deteriorated until we had to have him put down. He had started hiding, all day for two days, and completely stopped eating, telling us his time had come.

I had been building him a massive “cat play house” which is in my shop now. (pictured below while it was being built) It is 4’ long, 2’ wide and 4’ tall with 3 floors and a big enclosed sleeping area on the bottom. I had just finished the custom paint on the front where I added metallic blue flames and his name, “Hot Rod”, over the door. My mom was coming to pick it up later this week….
I just can’t go into the shop and look at it right now, sorry.

I’ll resume progress on the sharpening station in a day or two. I just need to get my head straight and find a place to put Hot Rod’s house where I can’t see it.

Thanks for reading, I’ll be back at it soon.

Kenny

Hot Rod’s House. It had a top floor added with stair wrapping around the right column, and had the skinny columns added around the right side (dark brown, like the left has) on the bottom too. The top floor had 3” of foam padding and was upholstered with extra thick grey fleece.
I know the flames could have been better, but they were my first attempt ever, and were done with a brush.

-- Kenny



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a1Jim

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#1 posted 03-06-2012 04:51 AM

Sorry to hear about your pet. Your Hot Rod house looks very cool.

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#2 posted 03-06-2012 05:17 AM

Sorry about Hot Rod’s passing.

This blog will be here when you are ready. Take care.

-- Randy-- I may not be good...but I am slow! If good things come to those who wait.... Why is procratination a bad thing?

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MedicineMan

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#3 posted 03-06-2012 02:02 PM

Oh so sorry for your loss. I bet you could find a great cat at your area pound or rescue center. Go there and meet a few cats and take the one that clings to you most. Hot Rod would love to have help with his master. Best wishes.

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#4 posted 03-07-2012 01:06 AM

+10 on MedicineMan advice. Get a new loving cat and HotRod will be thankfull you continue to share your love with his kind. Nothing will replace HotRod, but in time, you will come to love the new cat just the same.

We have 2 dogs in our house now and I dread the day (hopefully a very long time away) that they pass. It will break my heart for sure. We just got back from vacation and I missed them the entire week.

-- Crashn - the only thing I make more of than sawdust is mistakes

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#5 posted 03-07-2012 01:53 AM

The wife and I got married in 2000 and part of that deal was that her cat came along with. Five years later we lost the cat, her name was turtle because of her coloring, and we were devastated.
Turtle was a strange kitty person, she wasn’t a hunter unless you count moths and bugs. She even made friends with a mouse that invaded our RV and was severely put out when I caught the mouse on sticky paper. She wouldn’t talk to us for at least a week.
Unfortunately she had renal failure and one night had had enough. She waited at my wife’s feet in the living room until she went to bed then quietly passed on.
I got up a couple of hours later to watch TV and found her.

With many tears and a lot of love we buried her on her favorite pillow, (my feather pillow), in a place she could see all of her outdoor buddies.

The sense of loss never goes away, and we still miss her, but since that time we have rescued five more kitty kids and they are our family. Each has a different personality and each is as loving as can possibly be.

Turtle was about 17 when she passed and to this day we miss her.

Thanks for sharing, the time will come that a new kitty will come into your life and steal your heart away. Allow yourself the time to grieve, it’s the best thing you can do. When a new pet comes along, embrace it and love it as Hot Rod loved you.

Be well my friend.

-- Improvise.... Adapt...... Overcome!

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Kenny

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#6 posted 03-07-2012 08:56 AM

Thanks for the support, it is very much appreciated.

One thing I want to clear up though, is that Hot-Rod hadn’t lived with me for a while, he had been with my Mom at her house, where my girlfriend and I visit regularly and often spend weekends.

I had gotten Rodney (AKA: Hot Rod) when I was 15, and he lived with me at my mom’s until I moved out on my own at 17. I had moved back in at one point for about a year and a half, and had spent an entire summer there again a few years ago after I left my ex. As well, I still see my mom often, and Hot Rod always had an attachment to me, and would sleep with my girlfriend and I when we stayed with my mom for holidays, weekends and such. But, as my mom had grown very attached to him, and when I originally moved out at 17 I didn’t feel responsible enough (or well established enough) to be able to give him as good of a home as he had with my mom (who has a massive house with an enclosed porch he loved). I just didn’t want to make him move around a lot, as that puts a lot of stress on a cat. So, I did what I felt was best for Hot Rod, and he stayed with my mom. I still saw him all the time, but he didn’t live with me.

I do, however, now have 3 other cats of my own that live with me, all rescued.

I ended up with my the first two of the three just after I turned 19. I was living in an old house (built in 1700’s) that had a granite slab foundation, and I was feeding their mother (a stray) and watching her go into a hole in the foundation after she ate. So, I went and moved some rocks and looked in the hole, and low and behold, two tiny kittens maybe 14 days old.

They became Snowy and Bandit, who I have had for 11 years now. They are complete opposites, and nobody believes they are siblings. She is 9lbs, long and skinny with short hair, and very much a girl cat (my girlfriend says she acts like a little old lady), though she will hunt bugs and flies with the best of ‘em!

Bandit, however, is built like a tank! He is even longer than his sister, taller, wider, has long hair and weighs 25lbs, and is not at all fat (I can count his ribs). But, he’s afraid of everything, including his own shadow (no lie). He can’t meow, the vet says his vocal cords are just too big to make a normal meow, so he sort of roars softly. He also snores really loud, and again, the vet says it’s because his lungs pull more air than his snout can support, so he makes all sorts of funny noises just breathing. But, it’s “normal” according to both vets I took him to. Just part of being a monster kitty I guess.

And then came Frisky, my little orange terror. He showed up on our porch one night in the cold (about 30 degrees when he showed up), following my girlfriend, meow and crying like crazy. He was cold as ice, and there was no way he was being left out all night (he was 4lbs, still a kitten, and tiny even for 4lbs), so he came in, and just never left.
We looked for signs for a lost cat, called police stations and shelters, nobody seemed to look for him. And in my opinion, if you don’t put in some effort to find your cat, then he obviously doesn’t mean much to you. So, we kept him, got him neutered, all his shots, micro-chipped, etc, etc, and now he’s my little buddy.
He got his name because he was a frisky little thing. Always running around, getting into everything, knocking stuff over, just a frisky little cat. So, since it fit, it stuck, and now he’s Frisky. He’s somewhere around 2-1/2 or 3 now, and still bouncing off the walls. He also has a natural mohawk, which I think is awesome. It’s a strip of hair that comes to a sharp peak down the length of his back, and it stands up taller when he gets mad or starts acting crazy and running all around, which he does quite often.

Frisky is a bit funny looking, as he has an eating problem (we now have it under control) where he will just eat until he passes out if there is enough food. My cats always had a self feeder, so that was what we had when we got him. But he just kept gaining weight, which was good at first, as he was so skinny. But he has a tiny little head and he’s very short (nose to tail short), so he started to look like a football. As well, we were finding him asleep, face down, in the self feeder almost every day. My other cats were obviously pissed about this, as they couldn’t eat when he was asleep and covering the food, so we had to do something.
A trip to the vet and then the pet store later, they now all get fed twice a day, all in separate rooms, and Frisky gets special diet food for him, and he’s not so football shaped now.

So yes, I do have other cats. I love them dearly, but they will never replace my little buddy HotRod. He was just such a good cat. He never got into anything he wasn’t supposed to, rarely meowed, was super well behaved, very lovable and friendly, and just the biggest marshmallow of a cat you could imagine.
While he may be gone, he’ll never be forgotten.

He went away so fast, none of us expected it. He went from happy Hot Rod to “something’s wrong” in a matter of days. The vet said there was nothing wrong, it was just his time. We paid for every test imaginable, and nothing showed up. It was only a matter of days after that, and he stopped eating and went into hiding.
Then, we knew he had to go see the vet again…

Damn, I miss the little guy

-- Kenny

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#7 posted 03-07-2012 04:42 PM

Sorry to hear of your loss. The loss of a family pet is just as traumatic as the loss of a family member.
Best wishes to you during your time of bereavement.

-- I don't make mistakes, I have great learning lessons, Greg

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