~Framboise Manor~: EDITED: an update on Frankie Blue Eyes

Monday, July 30, 2012

EDITED: an update on Frankie Blue Eyes

it is 5 after 11. jambaloney left in the truck with little Frankie at 7. jambaloney called after he dropped Frankie off - he said that little Frankie was quiet the whole ride in to the city. the women at the hospital said that Frankie was beautiful and definitely part Siamese. please pray with me. i haven't stopped crying since they left. Frankie is such a gorgeous creation of our Lord...and we have to maim him. and that soooo breaks my heart - i wish i could have left him intact.

i really wish that we didn't have to do this...but we have to consider our other boys. my heart is broken. little Frankie must be feeling alone. and after just having found a family. he does not know what is happening to him and he must wonder why. i can't stop crying.

they will call jambaloney at 2pm - 3 hours from now - and let him know if he can pick up Frankie. i really hope that he can pick him up and take him home so that we can start the healing process immediately.

Liz (jambaloney's Mom) - if you are reading this - thank you from the bottom of my heart. you paid for this and you will never know how much i appreciate that.

i can't stop crying...i hate doing this. i am sorry for being such a downer. but God - my heart is aching and breaking.

EDIT: thank you all so much for your comments - i will respond immediately. i just wanted to let you all know that jambaloney has little Frankie and is on his way home. apparently little Frankie did amazingly well at the hospital and is sleeping in his little carrier. i am allowed to feed him a little when he gets home (he hasn't eaten since last night at 12)! jambaloney has all kinds of tips from the ladies at the hospital on what to do when we get him home. i can't wait for them to get home.

25 comments:

SHARONJuly 30, 2012 at 11:41 AM
kymber......sweetheart.......it's only his balls, he'll get over it, chill, he'll lay around a few days, lick his butt, wonder what was there, and, move on. Cats are resilient that way. Oh, his pee will not smell as bad either. It will be OK. Stop stressing!!!!
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Sandy LivesayJuly 30, 2012 at 12:02 PM
Kymber,
He is okay sweetie!!! Lil Frankie (Lil Blue Eyes)is happy he's found a loving home being with you and Jambaloney. Think about it, if you/he didn't find your home; he would be in the woods all along and could have really been hurt or something else. This is just a small procedure, he will be okay.

Now on a lighter note my friend, I've nominated you for some well deserved awards! Congratulations!!!

Your Friend Sandy xoxoxo

P.S.Please give a hug to Jam and tell him I said he needs to give you a big hug from me :-)
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CarolynJuly 30, 2012 at 12:08 PM
It will be ok, yes I know it's easy for me to say as you're the one upset about it, but imagine how much better his life will be now that you've taken him in.

Give him a good rub for me. And don't worry, we won't think any less of him now that there's "less" of him :)
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Practical ParsimonyJuly 30, 2012 at 12:19 PM
Having males fixed so they cannot procreate is not a sad thing, whether it's a person or animal. You cannot teach a cat self-control or get him to wear a condom. (actully, that is hard to teach some men) You chose a higher path. He will live longer, stay home, and be content. I suppose they could do a vasectomy if his losing his balls is the problem. But, that would be so costly. He will not take this hard at all. You will get to enjoy his company longer! I am sorry you are taking this so hard. I know, emotion not logic rules right now. hugs
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lotta joyJuly 30, 2012 at 12:29 PM
It's much more horrible to fix a female, such is mother nature. (she's a bitch) I can put myself into my furchild's mind like crazy, and I dread the day I must leave him overnight at the vet's for whatever reason. He would wonder why I had abandoned him and fear I would never return. But he's been with me 24/7 for three years. Your little love will be back in your arms by nightfall.

When my 17 year old Bichon had to have surgery, I said "I will bring my sleeping bag. The boy knows more than you - as a VET - can imagine an animal knowing"

He shooed me out the door, BUT WAS CALLING ME RIGHT BEFORE THE SURGERY to come back to the office.

WHY? He was under anesthesia but they couldn't get him to lay down for pacing the cage.

When I walked in and opened his cage door, he put his head on my shoulder and fell asleep.
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Mrs. S.July 30, 2012 at 1:16 PM
When we had Gracie, the vet was quite elated to give her back to us. You see, Gracie was quite "talkative" as the vet described it. They were being polite, what they meant to say was that when she wasn't under anesthetic, she wouldn't shut up. When we left the building with her still meowing, I could see them sigh with relief that they could finally get some peace and quiet.

Hope all goes well for Frankie blue eyes.
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HelgaJuly 30, 2012 at 1:25 PM
Hey sis - It will all be alright - don't cry no more. Frankie will recover extremely quickly and won't hold it against you in any way. I promise !

He will bring you tons of joy and be your loyal friend forever. You and me are two peas in a pod - and I will pray my hardest for you to feel better. Yes- I said you because Frankie needs you to be okay first. Mama needs to heal her nerves - then everything comes back together as it should be. Frankie will of course be in my thoughts too ...

Relax hon and try to find some calm for yourself.

I love you always and a day ! xoxoxoxox
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Beth of Red Barn FarmJuly 30, 2012 at 2:17 PM
Kymber, we got both Jethro and Horatio from a long term no kill shelter, each of the cats had been there for almost 2 years. Both of course were fixed.

Trust me, Frankie will not miss his manhood. Jethro (even though he has been fixed) still (how to delicately put this) has his way with anything soft in the house (my socks, the blanket that I'm using at the time to cover up with), Bear's stuffed toys etc etc. Trust me when I say, that Frankie will continue on as normal and probably be healthier for it and your house will smell alot nicer without the scenting.

Beth (who is happy Jethro is in the other room right now!)
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StephenJuly 30, 2012 at 2:24 PM
The little booger will be up and running within the week...bless you.
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agirlandhergunJuly 30, 2012 at 3:24 PM
Oh, you just have the sweetest my gentle soul. Hugs!!
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kymberJuly 30, 2012 at 4:30 PM
thank you so much Felinae - i hope he will recover quickly. and yes, i am sure that when he gets home he will be a little out of it. but he is very strong and very young and i hope that this memory will quickly pass for him. i am sorry that Chopper and Leo are spraying everything in the neighbourhood - that's kinda funny but not really - bahahahahahha! thank you for your hugs honey!
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JaneofVirginiaJuly 30, 2012 at 7:55 PM
Kymber, I also sweat bullets when any of my animals, cats or dogs are neutered or spayed. I tell myself over and over again that removal of these organs make them less prone to cancers, and less prone to disorders which result from these circulating hormones over a lifetime. I tell myself they are less likely to be injured or killed after neutering, because they are not pursuing others in the same manner. Still, I sweat because they do not understand why we sent them and that we are acting in their best interests. Soon he will be home and very soon after that he will understand only that you love him, and that he is home forever, and that is the most important thing. You are doing the right thing. Spoil him when he comes home.......Jam too !
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kymberJuly 30, 2012 at 8:43 PM
Jane...i want to say so much about your complete and utter understanding but i think that i will just leave it at: thank you for understanding. thank you so much.

Jane - they are both home - he is doing better than we could have even hoped! i am spoiling both of them right now. thank you for being such a good friend....and understanding.
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kymber here and talking about jambaloney.

i've always called him my angel. my rock. my best half. the best part of what i have always wanted to become.

he has a soul as big as the biggest mountain, he is strong, he is in incredible physical condition, he is 51 and yet most people think he is under 40. he is humble and modest, charming, gorgeous and will help anyone with anything at anytime. he never grumbles and only every now and again complains or is a tiny bit cranky (nothing that a hug can't fix!). he can cut both sides out of 70 tires in minutes, build raised beds from scrap wood that he drags out of the forest, weedwhack 800ft of our road down to the river, and haul more wheelbarrows of dirt, mulch, rocks and seaweed than is probably medically-advised. he's learned how to braid, make bread and no one makes better rice - not even the chinese. he supports my every, crazy endevour. he went 44 years without a driver's license and got his license after being trained by my crazily-wonderful french canadian friend in 2 weeks. she never stopped talking the whole time. in french.

he has biked everywhere his entire life, at one job he biked 24km EACH WAY. that's to and from! 24km to work AND 24km from work! oh and just accidentally has an honours degree in philosophy.

i believe that he is Our Lord's most beautiful and perfect creation. but i might be biased. he can very accurately shoot a ben pearson cougar re-curve from both the left and right. and his aim is dead on.

he is bow-legged and only 5'7", but has the most incredible eyes. and a tiny mole on his upper lip. he writes the most romantic "insta-poems". he tells me he loves me several times a day. he calls me "babe" and "honey". and he means it.
he loves hot sauce and spicey things like cayenne and banana peppers, he buys (or now picks) me flowers, he left a lucrative, high-paying IT job and his family to follow me here to this remote little island. he builds me shelves and washes all of our laundry with me by hand.

oh and he was baptized Anglican. and was an alter boy. sheesh. somehow, through my intervention, i am turning him into a pagan-christian-fundamentalist-confuscian. look, even i can't figure that out!

the name jambaloney is a nickname that i gave him over 10 years ago. he still uses it. he can be reached at "jambaloney@gmail.com". he loves comments or emails. and he loves me.

if i were given the opportunity to wish one thing for the world - i would wish that every woman on the planet had a jambaloney. i know that i could save the world this way. i have friends who have asked me to clone him. i am trying. believe me, i am trying. one day i will perfect the science involved, and when that happens, i promise all of you a jambaloney.

i love him more than...breathing, lobster, boiled dinner, fresh bread out of the oven, bugging out, singing back up for Madonna (ok...i made that one up!), fresh sheets on the bed, a glass of red wine after a long day, sunflower seeds, lavender, growing my own potatoes, T.S. Eliot, dancing, my babies (who are really just cranky old cats!) and the Bible.

i love him more than i love Framboise Manor. and i really love Framboise Manor.

About kymber

(this pic might seem odd. trust me, it's not. 20 yrs ago kymber went shopping with a girlfriend from the military and bought this dress. then she hooked up with that girlfriend recently. they caught up through email and one day kymberz friend mentioned that specific dress. kymber said she still had it (kymber still has her prom gown for crying out loud!). the friend did not believe it. so we had to take a pic of kymber wearing the 20yr old dress for her friend. kymber always likes to add accessories...and well, we had the bunny ears laying around. ya know, cuz everyone always has pink bunny ears laying around. ok, that's it...i am out of here! jambaloney)

what can i say about kymber?? A LOT!! most of it will have to wait for blog entries ‘cuz i just don’t have enough space here to do her justice…

so i’ll have to do my best… first and foremost, kymber is my partner and i will love her forever. she is the best partner anyone could ever have, i am one lucky guy!! she is 46, she is sweet as can be, smart as a whip, super cute, exceptionally feminine, strong as an ox, honest, kind, empathetic, wise, an amazing dancer, a master wit in speaking and writing….i could go on..i will!

at 5’ 1’’ she packs a wallop – a true force of nature - she is a master gardener and chef and spent 10 years in the Canadian Military – she has done 2 tours of Alert (the north bloody-cold pole). she is a UN-certified Korean linguist and spoils our 2 cats rotten. she also spent 12yrs working in the federal government, as a communications analyst at SolGen (now PSEPC) and Fintrac. she loves nature in the true sense of the phrase..the wildflowers, insects and birds here at framboise manor keep her entranced and captivated for hours.

anyone who is her friend knows that she will stop at nothing to help and heal, dedication and loyalty are an integral part of who she is and she is dead serious about anything she puts her mind to. yet she maintains the most delicate touch and a smile on her face always, never afraid to live and love no matter where and when.

she is the most genuine human being i have ever met! and she has encouraged me to embark on the most crazy and exciting adventure i could imagine… thank you babe - i sooo love you!!!

(and she can be reached at kymberzmail@gmail.com)