Ty Ling was a beautiful Siamese cat who adopted us. He originally belonged to a couple who were renting a house in our neighborhood as a pet for their toddler. One summer morning in 1994, he came out of the weeds behind our well house, saying hello to us with that deep, throaty meow all Siamese cats have. He had cream-colored fur, a purr that rattled the windows, and sky blue eyes. He took a liking to us immediately, and showed it by rubbing all over our legs, leaving mounds of fur behind. His visit was cut short, however, by the arrival of his owner, asking us if we had seen a Siamese cat around and we couldn't lie. There the beautiful Siamese was, lying in the flowerbed, content as could be. Even though the owner took him away, he was back within the hour. After a bit of negotiating, the Siamese became ours and we immediately christened him Ty Ling. (His previous owner had named him Sylvester.)
Ty had not been neutered and he was also heavily infested with both fleas and worms. We immediately took Ty Ling to our vet who did the necessary surgery and rid this beautiful cat of both the fleas and the worms.
Unfortunately, Ty Ling tested positive for feline leukemia. Our vet treated him for this disease and it went into remission. We found that Ty Ling loved anything Fancy Feast, especially tuna. His favorite toys were a small rubber ball and a toy mouse which squeaked and sent Ty into spasms of quivering delight as he chased it around the room. He hated the vacuum cleaner, dashing under a bed the moment he heard it being dragged out. Ty didn't like to take medicine, either, but was usually cooperative if given a treat. He slept beside me each night, curled around my arm. More often than not, he would awaken on the pillow behind my head and would always make sure I awakened soon thereafter...to feed him.
We were able to enjoy the loving company of our beloved Ty Ling for over ten years. What a joy he brought to our lives and we will never forget him.
In the spring of 2004, Ty was diagnosed with oral cancer. We could not let him suffer, so with tears rolling down our faces, we held Ty close in our arms, whispering words of love and heartfelt sorrow into Ty's ear, while our vet, the same vet who had saved Ty's life ten years earlier and who was fighting to hold back his own tears, helped Ty over the Rainbow Bridge painlessly and peacefully. My husband built a special little coffin. Into it, I placed his favorite toys and many of our tear-soaked tissues with my darling Ty. We buried him under a lovely hickory tree in the field below our house. I can sit on my back deck and see that tree and know that my special little friend is down there under it and that his loving spirit will always be a part of me.
Even after all this time has gone by, I still tear up when I see a Siamese which reminds me of Ty. He was such a special little fellow.
Ty had not been neutered and he was also heavily infested with both fleas and worms. We immediately took Ty Ling to our vet who did the necessary surgery and rid this beautiful cat of both the fleas and the worms.
Unfortunately, Ty Ling tested positive for feline leukemia. Our vet treated him for this disease and it went into remission. We found that Ty Ling loved anything Fancy Feast, especially tuna. His favorite toys were a small rubber ball and a toy mouse which squeaked and sent Ty into spasms of quivering delight as he chased it around the room. He hated the vacuum cleaner, dashing under a bed the moment he heard it being dragged out. Ty didn't like to take medicine, either, but was usually cooperative if given a treat. He slept beside me each night, curled around my arm. More often than not, he would awaken on the pillow behind my head and would always make sure I awakened soon thereafter...to feed him.
We were able to enjoy the loving company of our beloved Ty Ling for over ten years. What a joy he brought to our lives and we will never forget him.
In the spring of 2004, Ty was diagnosed with oral cancer. We could not let him suffer, so with tears rolling down our faces, we held Ty close in our arms, whispering words of love and heartfelt sorrow into Ty's ear, while our vet, the same vet who had saved Ty's life ten years earlier and who was fighting to hold back his own tears, helped Ty over the Rainbow Bridge painlessly and peacefully. My husband built a special little coffin. Into it, I placed his favorite toys and many of our tear-soaked tissues with my darling Ty. We buried him under a lovely hickory tree in the field below our house. I can sit on my back deck and see that tree and know that my special little friend is down there under it and that his loving spirit will always be a part of me.
Even after all this time has gone by, I still tear up when I see a Siamese which reminds me of Ty. He was such a special little fellow.
Ty Ling was a beautiful Siamese cat who adopted us. He originally belonged to a couple who were renting a house in our neighborhood as a pet for their toddler. One summer morning in 1994, he came out of the weeds behind our well house, saying hello to us with that deep, throaty meow all Siamese cats have. He had cream-colored fur, a purr that rattled the windows, and sky blue eyes. He took a liking to us immediately, and showed it by rubbing all over our legs, leaving mounds of fur behind. His visit was cut short, however, by the arrival of his owner, asking us if we had seen a Siamese cat around and we couldn't lie. There the beautiful Siamese was, lying in the flowerbed, content as could be. Even though the owner took him away, he was back within the hour. After a bit of negotiating, the Siamese became ours and we immediately christened him Ty Ling. (His previous owner had named him Sylvester.)
Ty had not been neutered and he was also heavily infested with both fleas and worms. We immediately took Ty Ling to our vet who did the necessary surgery and rid this beautiful cat of both the fleas and the worms.
Unfortunately, Ty Ling tested positive for feline leukemia. Our vet treated him for this disease and it went into remission. We found that Ty Ling loved anything Fancy Feast, especially tuna. His favorite toys were a small rubber ball and a toy mouse which squeaked and sent Ty into spasms of quivering delight as he chased it around the room. He hated the vacuum cleaner, dashing under a bed the moment he heard it being dragged out. Ty didn't like to take medicine, either, but was usually cooperative if given a treat. He slept beside me each night, curled around my arm. More often than not, he would awaken on the pillow behind my head and would always make sure I awakened soon thereafter...to feed him.
We were able to enjoy the loving company of our beloved Ty Ling for over ten years. What a joy he brought to our lives and we will never forget him.
In the spring of 2004, Ty was diagnosed with oral cancer. We could not let him suffer, so with tears rolling down our faces, we held Ty close in our arms, whispering words of love and heartfelt sorrow into Ty's ear, while our vet, the same vet who had saved Ty's life ten years earlier and who was fighting to hold back his own tears, helped Ty over the Rainbow Bridge painlessly and peacefully. My husband built a special little coffin. Into it, I placed his favorite toys and many of our tear-soaked tissues with my darling Ty. We buried him under a lovely hickory tree in the field below our house. I can sit on my back deck and see that tree and know that my special little friend is down there under it and that his loving spirit will always be a part of me.
Even after all this time has gone by, I still tear up when I see a Siamese which reminds me of Ty. He was such a special little fellow.
Ty had not been neutered and he was also heavily infested with both fleas and worms. We immediately took Ty Ling to our vet who did the necessary surgery and rid this beautiful cat of both the fleas and the worms.
Unfortunately, Ty Ling tested positive for feline leukemia. Our vet treated him for this disease and it went into remission. We found that Ty Ling loved anything Fancy Feast, especially tuna. His favorite toys were a small rubber ball and a toy mouse which squeaked and sent Ty into spasms of quivering delight as he chased it around the room. He hated the vacuum cleaner, dashing under a bed the moment he heard it being dragged out. Ty didn't like to take medicine, either, but was usually cooperative if given a treat. He slept beside me each night, curled around my arm. More often than not, he would awaken on the pillow behind my head and would always make sure I awakened soon thereafter...to feed him.
We were able to enjoy the loving company of our beloved Ty Ling for over ten years. What a joy he brought to our lives and we will never forget him.
In the spring of 2004, Ty was diagnosed with oral cancer. We could not let him suffer, so with tears rolling down our faces, we held Ty close in our arms, whispering words of love and heartfelt sorrow into Ty's ear, while our vet, the same vet who had saved Ty's life ten years earlier and who was fighting to hold back his own tears, helped Ty over the Rainbow Bridge painlessly and peacefully. My husband built a special little coffin. Into it, I placed his favorite toys and many of our tear-soaked tissues with my darling Ty. We buried him under a lovely hickory tree in the field below our house. I can sit on my back deck and see that tree and know that my special little friend is down there under it and that his loving spirit will always be a part of me.
Even after all this time has gone by, I still tear up when I see a Siamese which reminds me of Ty. He was such a special little fellow.
