Thursday, May 29, 2008
Victory Elizabeth 1992-2008
I took my cat Victory to the Vets tonight to be put down. One of the toughest decisions I have ever had to make. In March we almost took her in but she recovered. the last week she had quit eating altogether and wasn't bathing. She just didn't have much energy at all. At the vets I asked to have one minute with her before they took her to hold her and she went in to The Contessa's arms which is something she didn't do much. She was definitely my cat. I think she was saying goodbye. I am going to miss her very much. She gave me 16 good years.
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I'm sorry to hear that.
Count, I am so very sorry. A part of me still grieves each of my own furry "kids." Love and peace to you.
My sympathies, Count. It's never easy. I had to have a kitten put down two years ago and I still cry about it. REgardless of how many cats you have over your life, one can never "replace" another because each one is special.
Thinking of you.
That is so true.
Sorry about your cat, Count.
It's amazing how attached we get to our pets, isn't it?
We had to give up on the cat idea after the coyotes ate a few.
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