Franklin Family Pride

This website is dedicated to our furry kids, Squeeker, Felix, Oscar, Cleo, Clint, Franklin, Jasper and Zak.
Squeeker's Story
    
    On 2/14/12 Squeeker had her 15th Birthday.  She is now blind, deaf, has high blood pressure, and hyperthyroidism.  On 7/2/12 we woke to find her lying on the floor unable to walk, roll over, or even hold her head up.  Now, to the list of her problems, we can add, "Stroke".  After a Vet visit, we brought her home, made her comfortable, hand fed her, gave her water via syringe, hand carried her, and held her in the litter box several times a day.  We started her on physical therapy by exercising her legs to ensure muscle strength in hopes for a full recovery.  We also moved her around the house in different locations to prevent depression.  At night we would put her between us in our bed.   Over time, she started lifting her head and holding up her upper body.  She had to be monitored with food and water because her strength was weak and we wanted to make sure she didn't fall into her water bowl.  At this point, we still had to carry her and hold her in the litter box.  She was way too dignified to potty on the pads.  We placed puppy training pads under her anyway, just incase there were to be an accident.    Read my blog-diary for my day-to-day details about our journey. 

     We are happy to report that she is doing much better.  As of 9/25/12, Squeeker can hold her head up, roll over, and walk.  She is very wobbly and falls down a lot, but her determination is obvious in her progress.  She has problems with balance and often gets disoriented. 

                                                Now to the beginnings with Squeeker  

     One hot August day in 1997, Squeeker just showed up on our front porch.  She was just a little kitten about 6 months old.  She was starved, skinny, and VERY malnourished.  We fed her, and she never left.  She would hang out in the garage and watch Kelly work on classic cars or work in the yard.  She was very attached to Kelly right from the start.  She immediately became her daddy's girl. 

     She was our only furry child until we adopted Felix and Oscar in January 1998.  It took some time for her to come around, but she finally adopted the twin boys and made them her own.  It was a rough beginning.  Squeeker hissed, blew, and slapped them around.  She was very unhappy that we brought these two little rats into her home.  A few weeks went by, and we were in bed and heard a strange sound.  We sat up to listen and it stopped.  We would lay back down and it would start again.  After a few minutes of this, we turned on the light to see Felix and Oscar nestled up to Squeeker's belly.  Even though she had nothing to give them but a pacifier, she was letting them nurse. She resisted as long as she could, but their persistence paid off with loving kisses, baths, and naps with Squeeker. She was now Mom. 

     Cleo came a few years later, but was an independent female and considered Squeeker to be only a house mate.

     Squeeker has always loved the outdoors and the warmth of the sun.  To this day, she still finds a ray of sun and takes a nap.  She will move and shift to where the sun can warm her body.  She may be blind and deaf, but her nose works great.  She knows when you are making a bowl of cereal, and is ready and waiting for the milk in the bottom of the bowl.  No matter whether it is goat milk, rice milk, or cows milk.  She loves table scraps, chicken, seafood, ANYTHING. 

       In the past, she was always a jealous girl.  Kelly is her daddy and they are super close.  Since Squeeker's stroke, she and I have become so much closer.  I held her, bathed her, fed her, and talked to her and told her how proud I was of her persistence.  I told her that I didn't know if I could be as strong as she is with everything that she has conquered.  I like to think she understood me, and that the time we have shared over the past few months made us really close girlfriends.

     Kelly and I have come to admire and respect Squeeker.  Her stroke broke our hearts, but it didn't break her spirit.  She is a strong resilient girl. She isn't going to let a stroke get in the way of her  following the heat of a sunbeam, following the smell of a good bite of mom's cooking, or following the voice of her daddy for some lovin. 

Update 12/26/13 - Today was a very difficult day.  Squeeker had not been eating well over the last few weeks and we were giving her Sub-Q fluids.  She had lost down to 4.3 lbs. The last couple of days she wouldn't eat and she was pee'ing and pooping continuously. Today she wasn't eating, She had a prolapsed rectum and we had to make the most difficult decision a parent of a pet will ever have to make.  We had to put her first, beyond our sadness and emotions.  Today, we lost our best friend and the one that started it all with us and love for the kitties.  Squeeker came to us 16 1/2 years ago.  She showed up as this young kitten and starved to death.  She never left our side since then.  Through it all, new cats, becoming deaf, losing her eyesight, the loss of some of her furry family crossing the rainbow bridge, dealing with high blood pressure and hyperthyroidism and finally a stroke that left her completely paralyzed.  She somewhat came back after the stroke and lived another 17 months after. She was my husband, Kelly's best friend and my big strong helper.   We have been married 20 years and 16 1/2 of those years were spent with Squeeker by our side.  Our lives are forever change with our loss, and because of her strength and influence.  Cheers to 2014 and we can bring to other cats and kittens all because of what Squeeker taught us.  May many other kitties have the great life that Squeeker had.

     Follow Squeeker's photo album to see her travels, fun times, and life's story preserved in photos..  She was a beautiful and graceful lady that created our initial bond with our furry family.  Squeeker's photo album