Goodbye my sweetheart
Turns out my sweet old cat had had an acute kidney failure. Whether caused by the infection or the infection caused by her kidneys failing, they couldn't quite say. But her levels, which are supposed to be below 200, were over 1000. And with her age, and the infection and everything, it was really no use. Her tail had even started to go cold from lack of bloodflow. So I took the kids to see her and they said a very tearful goodbye, then I drove them home, went and picked up my best friend and she sat with me while my sweet cat fell asleep in my arms. Because mr Felis is on the other side of the country and won't be back until Sunday, which is absolute horrible timing. But we agreed we'd rather let her go tonight than wait to see if he could fly in tomorrow morning, since she was obviously starting to suffer. Even if it meant he didn't get to say goodbye.
God, I'm just devastated. I don't care that she was old and long past what most cats live, the house just feels so terribly empty now with both cats gone. Even if she kept us up at night with her yowling and peed on anything you happened to drop on the floor, including shoes. And I hate that mr Felis isn't here. Instead we're crying on opposite sides of the country.
God, I'm just devastated. I don't care that she was old and long past what most cats live, the house just feels so terribly empty now with both cats gone. Even if she kept us up at night with her yowling and peed on anything you happened to drop on the floor, including shoes. And I hate that mr Felis isn't here. Instead we're crying on opposite sides of the country.
