A few people may have seen two posts I made in the cat lounge yesterday. My 11 year old cat, Squee, had chronic lung problems since she was about 3 or 4. She visited the vet yesterday and seemed okay last night, but she took a turn for the worse a few hours ago.
We were able to take her to the vet where she was able to pass away peacefully with my mom and I by her side.
Squee was such a funny cat. I always said she was the least cat-like cat I've ever had, because she never really cared about watching birds through the window, but she certainly loved getting in trouble.
It's weird that I have to talk about her in the past tense, considering she was here less than an hour ago. It's also surreal that I'm making this post - if you went far back enough in my post history, you'd see the post I made the night I got Squee when I was a teenager. I was so excited!
She gave me a lot of laughs and funny memories - so many that I can't even begin to list my favourites - as well as grief when she'd get into trouble, but that's what made Squee, well, Squee. She was notorious for being a troublemaker. Just the other day she thought it would be fun to scratch the screen on my new bedroom window. That was my silly Willy!
Tango and Indy weren't able to say goodbye, though, oddly enough, Indy took time to walk right up to Squee's face and smell her nose this afternoon. This was weird because they never really cuddled or interacted with each other very much. Maybe that was Indy's way of knowing and saying goodbye.
Tango has already been looking for her old buddy. Tango really loved Squee, and so did I. I'm going to miss my crazy girl so much.
I took this photo of Squee last year.
From left to right: Squee, Indy, and Tango.
We were able to take her to the vet where she was able to pass away peacefully with my mom and I by her side.
Squee was such a funny cat. I always said she was the least cat-like cat I've ever had, because she never really cared about watching birds through the window, but she certainly loved getting in trouble.
It's weird that I have to talk about her in the past tense, considering she was here less than an hour ago. It's also surreal that I'm making this post - if you went far back enough in my post history, you'd see the post I made the night I got Squee when I was a teenager. I was so excited!
She gave me a lot of laughs and funny memories - so many that I can't even begin to list my favourites - as well as grief when she'd get into trouble, but that's what made Squee, well, Squee. She was notorious for being a troublemaker. Just the other day she thought it would be fun to scratch the screen on my new bedroom window. That was my silly Willy!
Tango and Indy weren't able to say goodbye, though, oddly enough, Indy took time to walk right up to Squee's face and smell her nose this afternoon. This was weird because they never really cuddled or interacted with each other very much. Maybe that was Indy's way of knowing and saying goodbye.
Tango has already been looking for her old buddy. Tango really loved Squee, and so did I. I'm going to miss my crazy girl so much.
I took this photo of Squee last year.
From left to right: Squee, Indy, and Tango.
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