Oct 08, 2013 19:21
Orpheus is a cat, and often an irritating cat. He's loud and always needs something. I don't think he's ever found the right side of a door. He's woke me up between three and four in the morning for almost a year. He's distracted me from work, and gotten me blown up in video games. He is everything a cat should be.
I met him when I met Liz, she raised him from the time he was a kitten, and she was in college. He's been her companion for about fifteen years. He is "That Cat" to her, and though she loves other cats and will have other companions, there will never be another Mister Orpheus.
Tonight, I have to tell her that there is no longer any hope for him. His kidneys are cancerous, and there is just nothing more that we can do. We knew he was dying, but I think we both held out hope that he could be saved, just for a little while longer. We gave him fluids, and have kept him as comfortable as we could, but it is now over.
I love Orpheus, and I have wept over his condition a few times. I would do anything to save him if I could. All any of us can do is to give him a painless death.