today, my cat of 16 years had to be put to sleep. she had adrenal cancer, and like my father, i saw her make that fall downhill and suffer the ravages, until she was so consumed by the cancer that she was a shell of her former self. i made the decision to put her down when the beautiful light in her eyes had finally been snuffed out. she seemed so frail she could hardly hold her head up, and i knew what little she was eating was feeding the cancer.
she was a proud cat in her day, and buff too. it was like she almost walked with a skip.
she had a big sweet tooth. i remember as she was younger, she would steal any bags of candy and take off for my room. that became more useful than i ever knew. she also used to eat breakfast with me. she would lick the sugar milk out of my cereal bowl. she wouldn't drink just any old milk, it had to be sugar milk.
she was just a fun quarky cat, and the things that made her quarky, made her so loveable. ill miss her...
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