(no subject)
Just as an update to the previous post, Chiana, my cat, ended up dying on the table.
She was about 14, so she wasn't young, but she'd still been acting like her normal self up until she'd stopped eating earlier this week. The vet said she was still bright and alert before surgery, so I guess that's something. She didn't seem to be in pain.
I got her when she was "about two", and I was already her fourth owner. I always felt that she picked me at the shelter more than I picked her - I remember her putting her paw on my hand and just looking at me like of course she was going with me. She was a snugglebunny - she didn't want to be on my lap, she always wanted to be on my chest, with her head tucked underneath my chin. She also loved to sleep on my bed under the covers, between my legs. She was an absolute sweetheart, and I miss her terribly already.
comments on Dreamwidth
She was about 14, so she wasn't young, but she'd still been acting like her normal self up until she'd stopped eating earlier this week. The vet said she was still bright and alert before surgery, so I guess that's something. She didn't seem to be in pain.
I got her when she was "about two", and I was already her fourth owner. I always felt that she picked me at the shelter more than I picked her - I remember her putting her paw on my hand and just looking at me like of course she was going with me. She was a snugglebunny - she didn't want to be on my lap, she always wanted to be on my chest, with her head tucked underneath my chin. She also loved to sleep on my bed under the covers, between my legs. She was an absolute sweetheart, and I miss her terribly already.
comments on Dreamwidth