|Making THAT call to the vet
||[May. 7th, 2013|09:38 pm]
Two years ago it was for Squeak, and I didn't post anything either before or after. I was so wretched that words wouldn't work even though they're the tools of my trade, because it was the first time in 11 years we had to play a role in what happens. Accidents are a shock, but they mean you don't have to make That Decision.
Tomorrow morning the call will be for Goodman, to grant him easy passage to be with all the friends who’ve gone before. He’s 16, his kidneys have been failing, the meds aren’t working any more and it’s as if he waited for Diane to come home from her business trip to London then stopped holding on. He faded away this past week, and now it’s time for the last kindness, though doing it still hurts.
When Goodman’s gone, there won’t be any cats in the house for the first time in 25 years. That’s going to hurt too; there was always at least one waiting to be petted and give us a comforting purr when we came back from the sad place under the hawthorn tree. Not now. The place is going to be very quiet.
We’ll adopt kittens in a while (assuming none arrive on the doorstep as happened with Squeak, Beemer, Bubble and Pip) but not straight away. It would seem overhasty, disrespectful, like doing no more than plug a gap.
Besides, if some, never mind all, of D’s business trip comes to pass it may mean we won’t have time. We’ll be very happy if it works out.
I wish we could be happy now.
It's never easy to let a beloved pet go, but it's always the best thing to do. I've already said this on tumblr, but once again: my sympathy.
And don't wait too long, even if it means moving cats with you (assuming the business trip involves a move, of course)! You'll both feel better with another twinkletoes to fill the holes in your heart.
May you be affectionately haunted.
My condolences and sympathy. May Bast receive Goodman over the rainbow bridge and guide a little one to you when it's time.
Edited at 2013-05-07 09:00 pm (UTC)
It's the last kind thing you can do for Goodman and even though it's never easy, it's the right thing.
And I'm with brownkitty
about the idea of affectionate haunting. If it happens, may it be a source of joy to you both.
2013-05-07 10:06 pm (UTC)
My sympathies; it's never easy, even though it's the last best thing you can do for them.
My condolences - my sister's cat died today, so I know how distressing this is, hope you'll find a new kitty when you're ready.
I grieve with thee.
That Decision is never easy, but however hard it is, it is kinder than watching them suffer and die without being able to offer the last mercy.
I've always find it is the cat that adopts you, not the other way round. Usually when you are ready and not before either.
Rest in peace Goodman.
May his memory be a blessing, and may his passing be easy.
Sending all my love to you.
It's always too soon for letting go of a loved one.
That said, I agree that when you are ready to give hearth and home to a newbie, Life will find a way.