Two cats in two weeks is a nightmare. It wasn't fun, but it was necessary. Both senior gals with chronic kidney disease, and other ailments to boot.
I'm reeling mostly from my loss of Lucy, which was yesterday. I managed to treat her for over a year, with help from Tanya's support group online. Sub q fluids, every other day, and she was eatting and enjoying life. I was enriching and extending her life. She saved my life because she loved me to the core. And I loved her to the core. She made me laugh, she amazed me. She was my Harvard Kitty!
Yesterday, was the end for Lucy. Her regular vet was off, and the relief vet was full for two days. I decided on getting an in home vet, for euthanasia. Which greatly relieved Lucy's stress being over the top. She had a gallop heartbeat, which the vet said meant she was dying already. Today, is my first day without my precious girl. I keep thinking I hear her collar come up behind me, signaling me not to step on her. I keep looking for her in all of her different beds, and hiding places. Grief is a long, horrible, bad process that seems to never go away. But it will lessen. I know, in time.
I decided to have her ashes returned to me, which I have never chosen to do. And today, I purchased a beautiful, custom made, ceramic urn that will be handmade for Lucy. And I can glance at her, anytime after I receive the urn and her ashes back. It will bring me peace, honoring my best friend. There is no love like the love of a cat. No person, can ever love you like your cat can. Both my cats were rescues; I adopted them off of craigslist, independent of one another. And we were all together for 12 years. But all good things come to an end. But we have our precious memories, photos, and videos to reflect on.
Goodbye Athena dod 4.11.2019.
Goodbye Lucy, dod 4.25.2019.
Find Missy in Heaven, dod 4.12.2018.
Laurie