My cat Socks died last night....
My cat Socks died last night, Sunday, around 8:30pm PST. It had been 16 days since we had taken him to the vet. I think we just prolonged the process by taking him to the vet and giving him the IV fluids and all the meds. But it did give me a chance to say good-bye to him. We knew he was really starting to get bad again about 5 days ago and then yesterday, you could really tell his time was short. We buried him with a purple wash-cloth with a dragonfly on it (since the dragonfly is supposed to symbolize a link to the spiritual world) and we wrapped him really nicely in a towel. I threw the first dirt on him, I put a dragonfly garden ornament sticking up from his grave. Although, I'm really sad, I told Socks last night that he could give up and go on if he needed to and to not stay here just for me...he and I had a pretty strong bond after 16 years and he had seen me through an abusive relationship and a lot more. I feel like lost a buddy. But I am glad he is out of pain now, last night I could tell he was in pain. Thanks to all my LJ friends that have been supportive of me while I dealt with the whole situation.
I have more to post about other things in my life, but for now, I will just grieve my loss.