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![]() Member 555 ![]() Level 18.44 ![]() Mar 2006 ![]() |
My cat died in October last year, and to be honest, I was messed up that whole month. She was a lovely cat, and I loved her so much. She lived a good 9 years with us, since she was a kitten.
When she got sick around August, we took her to the vet and they found she had cancer in the urinary tract. They said any kind of intervention would likely kill her, and they suggested that we either put her to sleep or take her home. Of course we took her home, and we tried to make her last days as good as possible. I wasn't home when she died, but I found her in the living room corner. Her bladder had let go, but I didn't care. I held her in my lap, and I cried and begged her to wake up. When we buried her, I wrote her letter letting her know the joy she brought to my life, and all the good times we had together when we were younger. I told her how much I loved her and much I will miss her. It took me a while to get back to normal, but I eventually did. Whenever I think of her now, I think of all the fun times and the laughs... just celebrating her life I guess. And yeah, you did the right thing so don't let it eat you up. In retrospect, my cat did appear to go through a lot of pain towards the end, and I think she would have been happier if we let her go. We were selfish and wanted to keep her with us, and if I can, I want to apologize to her for that. You and your mother made the right choice. You were merciful and Wally thanks you for it. Jam it back in, in the dark.
"We Stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Anchor from the Navy, and the Rope from the Army. On the seventh day, while God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and stole the globe, and we've been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers, talk like sailors, and slap the hell out of both of them. WARRIORS BY DAY, LOVERS BY NIGHT, PROFESSIONALS BY CHOICE, AND MARINES BY THE GRACE OF GOD."
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