August 31, 2009
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R.I.P. Miss Cleo
I had to let my Miss Cleo go today. We took her in about a month and a half ago because she was having bladder issues (and was going outside of her litter box). The doctor said to keep an eye on it, that she was an old cat. Old cats have problems sometimes.
Today, she had blood in her urine and she was visibly in pain. She had been deteriorating rapidly for the last two weeks and it was just time.
I'm very sad to see her go, but very relieved that she is not in pain anymore. My Mousie is up there waiting for her.
I was 24 when I brought her home. I had gone in when she was 4 weeks old to "pick my kitten" and by the time I got there, all the kittens had been chosen. She was the runt and nobody picked her because she had opened her eyes too soon and they had crusted over. She looked pretty hideous. She sniffed her way over to me and just sat in my lap. So, in a sense, I didn't pick her (or not pick her as she was the last one) but she picked me.
When I returned 2 weeks later, I saw this sassy kitten frisking around, just cute as can be. She was the cutest one. Another girl (who had chosen a different kitten) said, "hey, that one is the best one! Where was she when I came to choose?"
And I said, "well her eyes were all messed up and nobody wanted her!" Tough for the lot of ya. I got the pick of the litter, even if she was the runt.
She had her moments. She went through cranky phases, phases where I thought she'd hold a grudge forever, and phases where she would wear you out with her rubs and purrs. She was also a splendid maker of "biscuits" (which is what Sam and I call it when cats knead you, or knead a blanket - they're "making biscuits!")
Goodbye, my kitty. You were the first cat I picked out myself, had all on my own for many years. Near the end, you were losing your sight, could barely stand on both front legs and had a hard time jumping up anywhere. But, you fought to the end. I'm glad I was able to give you some peace.
Mousie is up there waiting for you . . . in that great big catbox in the sky....
Comments (9)
This makes me sad. My cat is almost in the same state. I don't want the friend I left her with to have to do what you did. I loved that damn cat a lot, I should be the one to be with her at the end. Group hug, please.
Miss Cleo is my very special favorite type of cat, I'm such a sucker for a grey tabby...
May she frolic in the thereafter! I know you gave her a wonderful life, I don't think any creature could hope for a better human to live with!
Sorry to hear. Losing a loved pet is never easy. She's in a better place now.
Lucky cats pick their people. Cleo was especially fortunate.
Group hugs for everybody at Fleen's request.
Sorry. That's really rotten.
I miss having kitties.
Aww I'm so sorry. It's so hard to say goodbye, even when you know it's for the best. I had to let my Bratty go just over two years ago at the age of 18 and I still miss her even though I have two wonderful girls who came into my life in a very dark time after Bratty's death (our second cat died 6 days after Bratty). She had a great life though with you, she was very lucky to have been brought home by you!!
The Monster Hugs mini didn't really seem to fit a group hug, and they don't have a group hug mini, so here are some flowers. My condolences on your loss. It's never easy seeing the slow decline of your once happy-go-lucky kitten. I still miss my Christmas. I have a picture in my mind of a winged Miss Cleo making bicuits of white fluffy clouds in the sky.
Edit: teenuh11, you had not posted yet when I started composing my reply. Please don't take my comment about the Monster Hugs mini as anything other than a personal preference. I was surprised when I clicked submit and saw someone had posted that mini in the meantime!
Oh, I am SO very sorry to hear of the loss of your Cleo. At least you can have some solace in that you gave her a wonderful life and you have many great, enjoyable memories of her from over the years. I love the pictures of both cats! Please accept my sincere condolences and deepest symapthies.
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