On October 12th I posed the question of "how much longer would our favorite cat last?" Tonight, December 5th, at 8:00 PM she answered the question.
She was very skinny, and in the last day or two had quit eating and usually stayed in her kitty bed. Just a few minutes before she died, she made the effort to come in to where we were sitting to be with us, acting like she knew something was happening.
We decided that perhaps it was finally time to take her to the vet as her discomfort was obvious, and our vet was gracious enough to agree to meet us at his clinic when I phoned him. A 50 mile drive wasn't what we had planned on, but plans don't always pan out.
Fortunately for all of us, we didn't even make it out of the garage before Kittle passed. She was in her kitty bed on Valerie's lap, and just as quickly as we had gotten ready to go... we didn't need to anymore.
People place strong attachments to pets... and this one certainly had us wrapped around her little cat-paws.
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