My walk today was through the valley of the shadow of death (Psalm 23:4). Dr. L. from Gasow awakened me with a telephone call this morning to tell me that Revelly had now shown definite symptoms of hypertrophic cardiomyopathy: fluid on the lungs, galloping heartbeat, a strange little “meow” or breath noise. She suggested that I could take Revelly to the emergency veterinary hospital for an echocardiogram, but said that there most likely would not be much that could be done to help my kitty. I opted instead for a final visit and a very mournful goodbye. I know that the Lord is with me, even in these sad circumstances (Psalm 23:6). I would like to believe that I will one day be reunited with all the felines I have loved.
We did not have Revelly for long. She was dumped at Gasow Veterinary Hospital by her former owner, who insisted on being shown to an office without providing any information on herself or her cat (except maybe that she was 10) and then left Revelly in an exam room. When I met her, Revelly was named Rosalita. She had had elevated kidney values as a result of several bad teeth that were removed before I adopted her in May 2012. I was told she got along with other cats, or at least ignored them; this turned out not to be the case. Eventually, Revelly adjusted to her multi-cat surroundings, but she always had growls and swats for Gobblin’ Goopuss (whether he was up to no good or minding his own business). Revelly had a number of interesting traits, the most noteworthy of which was her energetic tail swishing (hence the nickname “Webelly Whacky Tail”). She also had a tendency to suffer from an upset stomach; periodic B12 injections helped with that. I will miss her feisty tortitude.