MommyNaNell
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It's been a little over a month since we lost our Devlinn.
5 years ago on a trip back home I finally talked my Aunt into letting me have one of her Sphynx. I had wanted one since she first had them back in 2010. My kids loved our neighbors cats and my husband is allergic to them so Sphynx were definitely the better option for us. ( I know they aren't hypoallergenic, but my Aunt is also allergic and she has less of a reaction, and my husband did too. ) I was so elated!!! I was insane although, I had a 6 month old baby, 1 yr old, 5 yr old, 6 yr old, and a 9 yr old. I also had an 800 mi 2 day drive ahead of me. My Aunt let me know when I picked her up before we started this trek that she had diarrhea and needed to see a vet when we got home. The drive was crazy. My 1 yr old has car sickness, we were stopping every 2 hours for me to breastfeed and Devlinn was trying to drink my coffee, the kids were fighting about who she was sitting next to, and she pooped in my car. The kids were super dramatic, there was lots of gagging. At the mid drive hotel stay the baby woke up covered in poo, not his but Devlinn's and Im not going to lie I was stressed. What the heck have I gotten myself into, as if five kids wasn't enough chaos.
Devlinn fit right into our family and chaos, she was the perfect addition to our house. We adored her, the babies wouldn't leave her alone. Which may have been a good thing because she was so used to hanging out with her siblings all day. They let her watch movies with them cuddled up with her under blankets, fed her treats, taught her tricks, squeezed her, carefully watched her play with hair ties, qtips and chase the red dot. Devlinn did go to a vet and her poo problems were from an overgrowth of bacteria, we dealt with that for years. During the poo issues we found you guys and you all were so much help. It was a stressful time and some of her siblings had passed with similar issues and other issues. To say we were stressed would be an understatement. I finally got her poop problems solved right around 2020 with a food change. A year after having Devlinn we took in and fostered a puppy, Diesel, and they became super close friends. Ive never seen a 7 lb cat boss around 130 lb dog as much as she did, kicking him out of his bed, demanding affection and he was always super gentle with her and loved her. Last year we re homed Diesel to some friends who lived out on land and are super active and busy and wanted a well trained dog to take with them. We worried again about Devlinn and if she'd be bored and she wasn't. The kids were elated to spend more time with her.
Devlinn was going through another bout of weight loss. So we had her with us 24/7. We were pool side and Devlinn was in our screened in porch hanging out. I went inside with the little kids and my oldest took her to the yard to potty. I ran outside when I heard screams. A dog ran into our yard and my oldest picked up Devlinn and the dog ripped her out of her arms and shook Devlinn. My daughter immediately jumped on the dog and punched it till he let go of Devlinn and she darted behind our shed. I grabbed the dog and threw him inside the pool side of the yard and closed the gate he was aggressively trying to get back in and I yelled for my husband, who removed the dog. I got to Devlinn she was in shock and hissing. I carefully moved her trying to access any damage. I saw blood in her mouth but couldn't locate it. I saw scrapes but they weren't bleeding. Then I saw her rib cage, from sternum to almost her spine were dark teeth bruises. Her chest was crushed. My 3 girls were all screaming and I had to send them away. I knew she wasn't going to make it, and I couldn't bare for them to see. I let her know how much we loved her. The process was excruciating to watch and I won't go into details. It happened so quick but it felt like and eternity.
My girls obviously have been affected the most, they witnessed so much. My oldest held her while we waited for Animal control, I kept cleaning her up, till rigor mortis set in and I had to make her put her in a box. My youngest son thought we'd return with a healthy Devlinn, then when we picked up her ashes he thought we were picking her up the way he remembered. The first two weeks were the hardest. The girls couldn't go to sleep they'd come to me crying those awful painful cries. We all slept in the living room together for a week. Although the night crying has stopped the pain and emptiness from her absence is still here.
I can't really put into words all the wonderful things Devlinn was so instead I will share this video.. its long, just like this post and I am sure I have hundreds of more photos but these were all the ones we could gather.
"Grief is the last act of love we have to give to those we loved. Where there is deep grief, there was great love"
5 years ago on a trip back home I finally talked my Aunt into letting me have one of her Sphynx. I had wanted one since she first had them back in 2010. My kids loved our neighbors cats and my husband is allergic to them so Sphynx were definitely the better option for us. ( I know they aren't hypoallergenic, but my Aunt is also allergic and she has less of a reaction, and my husband did too. ) I was so elated!!! I was insane although, I had a 6 month old baby, 1 yr old, 5 yr old, 6 yr old, and a 9 yr old. I also had an 800 mi 2 day drive ahead of me. My Aunt let me know when I picked her up before we started this trek that she had diarrhea and needed to see a vet when we got home. The drive was crazy. My 1 yr old has car sickness, we were stopping every 2 hours for me to breastfeed and Devlinn was trying to drink my coffee, the kids were fighting about who she was sitting next to, and she pooped in my car. The kids were super dramatic, there was lots of gagging. At the mid drive hotel stay the baby woke up covered in poo, not his but Devlinn's and Im not going to lie I was stressed. What the heck have I gotten myself into, as if five kids wasn't enough chaos.
Devlinn fit right into our family and chaos, she was the perfect addition to our house. We adored her, the babies wouldn't leave her alone. Which may have been a good thing because she was so used to hanging out with her siblings all day. They let her watch movies with them cuddled up with her under blankets, fed her treats, taught her tricks, squeezed her, carefully watched her play with hair ties, qtips and chase the red dot. Devlinn did go to a vet and her poo problems were from an overgrowth of bacteria, we dealt with that for years. During the poo issues we found you guys and you all were so much help. It was a stressful time and some of her siblings had passed with similar issues and other issues. To say we were stressed would be an understatement. I finally got her poop problems solved right around 2020 with a food change. A year after having Devlinn we took in and fostered a puppy, Diesel, and they became super close friends. Ive never seen a 7 lb cat boss around 130 lb dog as much as she did, kicking him out of his bed, demanding affection and he was always super gentle with her and loved her. Last year we re homed Diesel to some friends who lived out on land and are super active and busy and wanted a well trained dog to take with them. We worried again about Devlinn and if she'd be bored and she wasn't. The kids were elated to spend more time with her.
Devlinn was going through another bout of weight loss. So we had her with us 24/7. We were pool side and Devlinn was in our screened in porch hanging out. I went inside with the little kids and my oldest took her to the yard to potty. I ran outside when I heard screams. A dog ran into our yard and my oldest picked up Devlinn and the dog ripped her out of her arms and shook Devlinn. My daughter immediately jumped on the dog and punched it till he let go of Devlinn and she darted behind our shed. I grabbed the dog and threw him inside the pool side of the yard and closed the gate he was aggressively trying to get back in and I yelled for my husband, who removed the dog. I got to Devlinn she was in shock and hissing. I carefully moved her trying to access any damage. I saw blood in her mouth but couldn't locate it. I saw scrapes but they weren't bleeding. Then I saw her rib cage, from sternum to almost her spine were dark teeth bruises. Her chest was crushed. My 3 girls were all screaming and I had to send them away. I knew she wasn't going to make it, and I couldn't bare for them to see. I let her know how much we loved her. The process was excruciating to watch and I won't go into details. It happened so quick but it felt like and eternity.
My girls obviously have been affected the most, they witnessed so much. My oldest held her while we waited for Animal control, I kept cleaning her up, till rigor mortis set in and I had to make her put her in a box. My youngest son thought we'd return with a healthy Devlinn, then when we picked up her ashes he thought we were picking her up the way he remembered. The first two weeks were the hardest. The girls couldn't go to sleep they'd come to me crying those awful painful cries. We all slept in the living room together for a week. Although the night crying has stopped the pain and emptiness from her absence is still here.
I can't really put into words all the wonderful things Devlinn was so instead I will share this video.. its long, just like this post and I am sure I have hundreds of more photos but these were all the ones we could gather.
"Grief is the last act of love we have to give to those we loved. Where there is deep grief, there was great love"
