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Aug. 5th, 2005 04:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
malsperanzaThis morning I took my much loved 15-year-old cat to the vet and had her euthanized. She had stopped eating and had what I think must have been cancer, though it was not entirely clear.
Man, it's hard to do. You promise and promise that you're not going to subject a creature to invasive crap or extraordinary measures, and then you have to try to say goodbye before it gets bad. She was thin as a rail, and hiding under the couch; she was dying, but she still purred like a coffee grinder whenever I picked her up and rubbed the top of her head against my forehead--a gesture that she has done for years, saying goodbye when I went to work and meeting me at the door when I came home.
A sweet sweet quiet cat, and very beautiful: all grey with thick short hair, very small but with big paws.
I still have her litter mate, who is healthy and also very sweet, although a dingbat.
It's just hard, is all.
Man, it's hard to do. You promise and promise that you're not going to subject a creature to invasive crap or extraordinary measures, and then you have to try to say goodbye before it gets bad. She was thin as a rail, and hiding under the couch; she was dying, but she still purred like a coffee grinder whenever I picked her up and rubbed the top of her head against my forehead--a gesture that she has done for years, saying goodbye when I went to work and meeting me at the door when I came home.
A sweet sweet quiet cat, and very beautiful: all grey with thick short hair, very small but with big paws.
I still have her litter mate, who is healthy and also very sweet, although a dingbat.
It's just hard, is all.
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Date: 2005-08-05 01:49 pm (UTC)