Mikke in Memoriam
Buddy with a meau
03.05.1989 - 21.06.2006
- "Suruton poika"(Boy without worries)
- "Buddy Beartrousers"
- "Little Guy"
- "Big Cat, Little Boy"
- "Angel-cat"
- "A Cat Who Couldn't Hurt a Fly"
Above are some of our pet frases of our Mikke (of course in Finnish and difficult to translate), whose illness was beyound our help. He was assisted to the final sleep and we buried him along Nöpö at our island. The last two weeks Mikke enjoyed his stay at the island where he could freely go out and in. Unfortunately there are no last pictures of this period but we managed to take some hasty photos of him at the last day.
Overall images
We had lost Juulia in May 1989 and gradually we felt that Nöpö needed a companion and so Miquel, or Mikke, moved in with us shortly after Midsummer instead of Sini.
Little did we know that Nöpö didn't seem to care about Mike that much, but that didn't make our sad hero sad at all.
Mikke really liked to flop on his back
Mid-Summer 2005
In the summer of 2005, we got a digital camera to test out at Midsummer and of course Mikke became our subject. And here is a series of pictures that the ever-lurking camera managed to take of our youthful "senior cat", how the vet had just called Mikke.
2006 - the Last Year for Mikke
Poor Mikke, now he raasu faced a tough time in February 2006. The tooth extraction from the previous year wasn't enough, and the first picture in January shows that Mike has clearly lost weight and now almost all of his chewing equipment is gone from one side of his upper teeth (pictures from the operating table). And a tough two-week course of penicillin on top of that.
Although Mike seemed to be getting better all spring, we had to realize at the end of Midsummer that we could do nothing more than say a fond farewell to him. Veterinarian Kirsti Hallamaa had helped as best she could, but even for her, the situation could no longer lead to any kind of improvement and Mike's sleep was made permanent.
After that, Mikke was brought back home once more and taken to Kuikanpesä and laid to sleep by Nöpö. The grave is in the shade of trees, but so that the sun shines from time to time from sunrise to sunset.
Here are some last shots of Mike on that longest day of the year, which turned out to be true for us. We see him in his favorite spot on top of the washing machine, enjoying scratching and baking the sleeping pad with his nails. Before his last visit to the doctor, he, as usual, knew he would have to go to the travel shelter and went to hide in the sauna.
