My kitty died
I'm beginning to think I should add a "death" tag to this journal, because now, after two of my grandparents died within six months of each other, we had to put my kitty to sleep. :(
We'd had her for a really long time, and she had diabetes, but I still wasn't prepared for her to die, because we'd had the diabetes well-controlled for at least a decade and I figured another one of our cats, who's older, would die first. She was acting really weird, so we took her to the vet, where she was dehydrated and didn't want to eat and didn't seem to have much of an interest in anything. Also, there was something wrong with her intestines, though they couldn't figure out what it was because nothing showed up on the x-rays; they were all over on one side of her body and wouldn't move back.
The worst part was that no one from our family could be with her when they put her to sleep, because we were states away taking me to school. We saw her before we left, and my aunt, who's come by to feed her and stuff when we go on vacation, was with her when they put her to sleep. My mom's going to bury her when my parents get back home, along with another one of our cats, whose ashes have been sitting on my mom's dresser for about six years.
I love you, Devvie. You're my sweet kitty always, and I hope you're with your friend Bud now, and out of all your pain. I love you, honey.
We'd had her for a really long time, and she had diabetes, but I still wasn't prepared for her to die, because we'd had the diabetes well-controlled for at least a decade and I figured another one of our cats, who's older, would die first. She was acting really weird, so we took her to the vet, where she was dehydrated and didn't want to eat and didn't seem to have much of an interest in anything. Also, there was something wrong with her intestines, though they couldn't figure out what it was because nothing showed up on the x-rays; they were all over on one side of her body and wouldn't move back.
The worst part was that no one from our family could be with her when they put her to sleep, because we were states away taking me to school. We saw her before we left, and my aunt, who's come by to feed her and stuff when we go on vacation, was with her when they put her to sleep. My mom's going to bury her when my parents get back home, along with another one of our cats, whose ashes have been sitting on my mom's dresser for about six years.
I love you, Devvie. You're my sweet kitty always, and I hope you're with your friend Bud now, and out of all your pain. I love you, honey.