In memory
This morning, Tish took our cat Thalia to the vet to get her put to sleep. She had developed some fairly serious bladder problems that couldn't be solved except with expensive surgery, and even then the outcome would be uncertain. We chose to put her to sleep now rather than drawing out the suffering and stress for all involved.
I loved this cat. She had fur soft as a bunny and a wheezy purr. Sometimes she cooed like a pigeon. She was, often, a total pain in the ass: she knocked over and broke water glasses, scratched the furniture, and got trapped in strange places that made it hard to extract her. She grew into herself over time--when she was younger she would come for "drive-by" pettings, but as she aged she became more affectionate. She loved to sit behind you on chairs, or to perch on the backrest. She was the best kitten for napping with and would curl up peaceably next to your belly or behind your knees. She was weird and ornery and lovely and will be greatly missed.
I loved this cat. She had fur soft as a bunny and a wheezy purr. Sometimes she cooed like a pigeon. She was, often, a total pain in the ass: she knocked over and broke water glasses, scratched the furniture, and got trapped in strange places that made it hard to extract her. She grew into herself over time--when she was younger she would come for "drive-by" pettings, but as she aged she became more affectionate. She loved to sit behind you on chairs, or to perch on the backrest. She was the best kitten for napping with and would curl up peaceably next to your belly or behind your knees. She was weird and ornery and lovely and will be greatly missed.