This...has just been a sad day.
Today my parents had to put my family's 17 year old tabby cat to sleep. Not only was she ridiculously old, but she was partially paralyzed, suffering from a bad infection, and hardly eating. She literally could not walk or clean herself anymore. They'd put off making the appointment for a while, mostly to appease my younger sisters (one of which is younger than that cat) but they finally decided that it wasn't fair to let her suffer anymore. My mom told me that she wasn't scared at the vet's and that she was even purring while my mom was petting her.
I know a lot of people will think I'm crazy because she was 'just a cat', but I've been crying off and on all evening. I left Japanese class early because I kept having to fight back tears and it was becoming embarrassing. I knew that the cat was sick and that this day was approaching quickly but some silly, childish part of me kept hoping that she'd make some miraculous recovery and be okay again.
A few weeks ago I took a bunch of pictures of Percy with my youngest sister. They're really sweet photos; I need to upload them.
I know a lot of people will think I'm crazy because she was 'just a cat', but I've been crying off and on all evening. I left Japanese class early because I kept having to fight back tears and it was becoming embarrassing. I knew that the cat was sick and that this day was approaching quickly but some silly, childish part of me kept hoping that she'd make some miraculous recovery and be okay again.
A few weeks ago I took a bunch of pictures of Percy with my youngest sister. They're really sweet photos; I need to upload them.