She was between 15 and 17. The shelter when I got her said she was between 7 and 9. She had been in one of their cages for 8 months. She had been so neglected by the previous owners that all of her teeth but 5 had fallen out. She was not a lap cat but one of the best "I'll sit by you and pet me cats" there was. After she came home she lost no more teeth, never saw a day outside, gained weight, and a nice full coat. I had her for 8 years.
She went down hill faster than I wanted to see. The last day or so was the eye opener that helped me make the decision. My wonderful GF drove us to the vet then drove us home. She will be cremated. I got her home, sat with her, let the other cat sat goodbye, then bathed and dried her. She is now in the freezer waiting to go. This way I have some time to say goodbye a few more times if I choose to. Which I will.
I have had other pets die. But never had to do this. It was damn hard but at the same time I was glad it was so quick and painless. I hope that when my time comes I go as fast and peacefully. I hope that if I get feeble and to the point where I can't function that I will be allowed to make a choice and not have some government or religious kooks raise a fuss.
The vet's office was compassionate, professional, and treated the whole process in a dignifed manner that didn;t make it easier but at the same time they did. I guess only someone who's been through it will understand that last line.
In any case I'm down to one cat for a long time as I sit here now. But who knows? If I find another abused, neglected, preferably black cat that needs a chance that could change. I just hope that if that chance comes there is some way to make sure the person that caused that animal to suffer dies a horrible, painful death.
She went down hill faster than I wanted to see. The last day or so was the eye opener that helped me make the decision. My wonderful GF drove us to the vet then drove us home. She will be cremated. I got her home, sat with her, let the other cat sat goodbye, then bathed and dried her. She is now in the freezer waiting to go. This way I have some time to say goodbye a few more times if I choose to. Which I will.
I have had other pets die. But never had to do this. It was damn hard but at the same time I was glad it was so quick and painless. I hope that when my time comes I go as fast and peacefully. I hope that if I get feeble and to the point where I can't function that I will be allowed to make a choice and not have some government or religious kooks raise a fuss.
The vet's office was compassionate, professional, and treated the whole process in a dignifed manner that didn;t make it easier but at the same time they did. I guess only someone who's been through it will understand that last line.
In any case I'm down to one cat for a long time as I sit here now. But who knows? If I find another abused, neglected, preferably black cat that needs a chance that could change. I just hope that if that chance comes there is some way to make sure the person that caused that animal to suffer dies a horrible, painful death.
). A person who has never closely shared their life with a cat or dog will not understand the pain of losing them. Going to the vet with your cat, at a time when she needed your comfort the most, was important to her. They do know and understand that it is time to "move" on. Unfortunately it is very painful for us. This next sentence may sound weird to you, but if you have a dream of meeting your cat again, enjoy it! Your cat will be coming back to say goodbye and to let you know how they are doing. Yes, they do have spirits. I have had many such dreams... and they are different than the other "regular" dreams. As far as finding another cat, don't worry about it, they will find you! Again, sorry for your loss...
