The black cat, tired of being ignored, opened her mouth and meowed. It wasn't a pretty meow, but it was plaintive. Susan (who was my fiance at the time), tried to ignore her, but every time she turned to the pretty cat, the black one would meow. Completely frustrated, Susan turned to the black cat and decided to give her some attention. Hoping it would shut her up enough so that she could interact with the pretty cat. The scrawny, scraggly, sick looking cat (who may have even had feces stuck in her fur) immediately began purring and rubbing against the cage, desperate for attention.
You can probably see where this one is going.
Yup, Susan picked the black cat. Her reasoning being, "she kept telling me that I was going to take her home. I didn't have a choice." The vet had no idea how old she was because she was so malnourished from the time she was out in the wild before the shelter took her in. She estimated about a year, but couldn't be certain.
It took some work, a bath, and some meds, but the scrawny, scraggly, sick-looking cat turned into quite the beauty. Once we got the clumps out, her fur was soft and sleek. She loved attention and would curl up next to you every chance she got. Gracie was a sweet, beautiful, cat.
She did have some quirks, like the fact that she would forget she could see in the dark and would start calling for you until you called her name, then she would come in a meow a couple times before hopping up in bed and going to sleep. She was also an amazing jumper. She could jump from the bottom of our entertainment center to the top (close to 5 feet). She also had extra toes (called Polydactylism). Her paws looked like little mittens. It was the strangest thing in the world.
She wasn't a big fan of our second cat, Nikki (a grey and white tabby), but they eventually got along enough that they didn't hiss at each other (for the most part). She also wasn't too thrilled about the addition of small, grabby, baby hands either. I think she spent most of our kids baby-hood hiding out of reach.
The average life expectancy of a cat is between 12 and 14 years.
Gracie was over 15 when she passed. It was sudden, as most illnesses are. We took her and Nikki to the vet June 16th (see this post for details on the visit). They gave Gracie an anti-inflammatory shot. June 22nd, my wife took Gracie to the vet because she looked like she had lost weight and was lethargic. She had lost 14 ounces in 7 days and was dehydrated. Fluids were administered and she perked up. Saturday morning, I took her back, more fluids were given. Saturday night, my wife took Gracie to the pet hospital (BluePearl Veterinary Partners). Gracie was up 7 ounces, but she was lethargic and could barely stand. They kept her overnight and gave her more fluids. Saturday afternoon, Gracie was not responding to the fluids and her blood work had a value on her kidneys that they couldn't even register it was so high.
My wife stopped by to take her home. It was obvious that they couldn't do anything. They told her that Gracie wouldn't last the night. Susan decided that the only humane thing to do was to let her go there at the vet.
We all arrived to say our goodbyes. When they brought her too us, it was obvious she was in pain and had difficulty breathing.
So sorry y'all had to go through this. It is wonderful, though, that you were able to be with her at the end. It's so hard to say goodbye to a pet who has been with you long enough to feel like a family member. I'm sure she'll be missed.ReplyDelete
Thank you. :D Yes, she will be missed, but I know she's in a better place now and no longer in pain. Thank you for your kind words and funnies the last couple days. :D Very helpfulDelete
No words can express my sadness, nor can they mend the heart. You were blessed with Lily. Like I said before, she knew you needed something to help ease the transition. So glad you were able to keep Gracie comforatble, and understood when she needed to be let go.ReplyDelete
Yes, it is weird how everything worked out. We will probably be getting Lily a friend in another week. The vet had a kitten come in the same week as Lily with a broken hip. Having two about the same age will reduce the stress on Nikki (who is 14).Delete
*hugs* There's never words for things like this. Just hugs, and lots of them.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Leigh. :DDelete
So sad but it is a beautiful post. I'm glad Gracie got to spend her final time at home. *goes to cuddle with her babies*ReplyDelete
Home is where the heart is. She never made it the actual house. I don't think she would have even survived the car ride. We decided the only thing we could do was let her go peacefully and quietly at the vet. Rereading my post, I guess I didn't explain that.Delete
What a beautifully written post about Gracie. I'm so sorry for your loss. I truly hope that you and your family find solace in the fact that you did the right thing by ending her suffering. She'll always be with you and vice versa. Again, I'm so sorry. :(ReplyDelete
Thank you. Once we saw her, there was no doubt what needed to be done. We miss her, but she'll always be with us. The vet hospital is sending us a paw print so that we can keep a memory of her.Delete
What a lovely post - I'm so sorry to hear about Gracie! She had a wonderful life thanks to you. My dog died a few months back at 17 so I know how horrible it is, she'll look after Gracie in animal heaven though - they'll be scrapping all over the place lol! xReplyDelete
Thanks, Scarlett. :D Yes, she did have a wonderful life. We miss her, but she is in a better place. I'm sure she is scrapping with the dogs. As calm and accepting as she was of people, she never liked the dogs.Delete
I am sorry to hear about your cat, sounds like she had a good life with you. It's hard to lose a pet.ReplyDelete
Following you now as a fellow #writemotivation person if that's ok.
Thanks Vik! Yes, it was very sad. We were so blessed to be able to give her a home for as long as we could. :DDelete
Thanks for the follow! I follow everyone in #writemotivation so, yeah, it's great! We're all a bunch of goofballs who are just trying to get writing done without going completely insane. Welcome aboard! :D