This year has been a hard one.
On May 3rd my family and I put our beloved cat May to rest. She was a wonderful cat, we'd had her for ten years, she was the first pet I'd ever had, and the first one I had to say goodbye to.
She was a pretty calico, not shy at all but still very independent. She spent her last few months relaxing in the sunroom next to a heater. She was almost twelve years old when she passed.
How it happened, She had a seizure in the middle of the night. She'd been on medication for them as it wasn't something brand new. Our closest after hours emergency clinic was over an hours drive, so I sat with her and waited for the seizure to pass. It lasted three horrible hours, and afterwards... I fed her wet food and water through a dropper and stayed close by. We called the vet to schedule her to be put down, it was hard but I knew her peaceful days were behind now and didn't want her to suffer.
We buried her and made her a memorial garden.
May was two when we adopted her, we got her from a shelter, and I didn't want her (I wanted the all black cat next to her) but I was outvoted. She was a great cat though, she chose us. I remember how at the shelter she clawed at the bars and did her best to grab our attention.
She was an amazing companion to all of us over the years. We moved houses several times with her and she always explored the place without an ounce of hesitation. She didn't shy away from anything, not small children, and not overzealous puppies.
I wrote my first book about her when I was a kid.
On June 11th my cat Suki passed on. It was so unexpected, surreal. I couldn't believe it had happened at all. Even though it happened a month ago I can't type this without crying.
On the night of the 10th, close to midnight, we found her outside in our driveway, she was crying and in pain, I brought her inside and we called the emergency vet. We drove there as quick as we could, likely speeding most of the way.
We found out she'd been hit by a car and would need surgery, the emergency vet couldn't do anything but x-rays and give her pain medicine. I brought her home and stayed up waiting for our usual vet to open so I could discuss it with them. Suki was gone before then. I thought she would make it. I thought she'd be okay, maybe she wouldn't move like before and would be missing a leg, but she'd be okay.
We expanded the memorial garden to make room for Suki.
Suki was two, just turned two actually on the 10th.
I got her as a kitten, she was my cat. Not my families, but mine. I treated her for fleas, upper respiratory, allergies, ear mites, all the fun stuff that comes with a sickly kitten. But I loved her and she was the best cat I ever had.
With her I flew from maine to alabama, then drove the way back. I was sure she'd be a large part of my life for years to come.
I decided to change degrees after Suki passed. I thought about it before, but I'm sure now. I'm going to become a veterinarian, and someway somehow, I'm going to open an emergency clinic. No one should have to drive so long with their beloved pet in pain.
On May 3rd my family and I put our beloved cat May to rest. She was a wonderful cat, we'd had her for ten years, she was the first pet I'd ever had, and the first one I had to say goodbye to.
She was a pretty calico, not shy at all but still very independent. She spent her last few months relaxing in the sunroom next to a heater. She was almost twelve years old when she passed.
How it happened, She had a seizure in the middle of the night. She'd been on medication for them as it wasn't something brand new. Our closest after hours emergency clinic was over an hours drive, so I sat with her and waited for the seizure to pass. It lasted three horrible hours, and afterwards... I fed her wet food and water through a dropper and stayed close by. We called the vet to schedule her to be put down, it was hard but I knew her peaceful days were behind now and didn't want her to suffer.
We buried her and made her a memorial garden.
May was two when we adopted her, we got her from a shelter, and I didn't want her (I wanted the all black cat next to her) but I was outvoted. She was a great cat though, she chose us. I remember how at the shelter she clawed at the bars and did her best to grab our attention.
She was an amazing companion to all of us over the years. We moved houses several times with her and she always explored the place without an ounce of hesitation. She didn't shy away from anything, not small children, and not overzealous puppies.
I wrote my first book about her when I was a kid.
On June 11th my cat Suki passed on. It was so unexpected, surreal. I couldn't believe it had happened at all. Even though it happened a month ago I can't type this without crying.
On the night of the 10th, close to midnight, we found her outside in our driveway, she was crying and in pain, I brought her inside and we called the emergency vet. We drove there as quick as we could, likely speeding most of the way.
We found out she'd been hit by a car and would need surgery, the emergency vet couldn't do anything but x-rays and give her pain medicine. I brought her home and stayed up waiting for our usual vet to open so I could discuss it with them. Suki was gone before then. I thought she would make it. I thought she'd be okay, maybe she wouldn't move like before and would be missing a leg, but she'd be okay.
We expanded the memorial garden to make room for Suki.
Suki was two, just turned two actually on the 10th.
I got her as a kitten, she was my cat. Not my families, but mine. I treated her for fleas, upper respiratory, allergies, ear mites, all the fun stuff that comes with a sickly kitten. But I loved her and she was the best cat I ever had.
With her I flew from maine to alabama, then drove the way back. I was sure she'd be a large part of my life for years to come.
I decided to change degrees after Suki passed. I thought about it before, but I'm sure now. I'm going to become a veterinarian, and someway somehow, I'm going to open an emergency clinic. No one should have to drive so long with their beloved pet in pain.
