I had Smokey PTS today. I am heartbroken. All the way home from the vets I wanted to scream “give me my cat back”.
Smokey came to live with me when I was living in London and shortly after my mum died. I had wanted a cat for some time, but given that I visited mum every three weeks it didn’t seem fair to have someone have to come in and feed it while I trotted off.
She came from the RSPCA cat shelter in (I think) Finsbury Park, with all the palaver that entails around being inspected and providing reliable references.
I chose her rather than her sister because Smokey was lively and the sister wasn’t. And because I knew that as a black cat she might struggle more to find a home.
Why now? Smokey had been struggling more and more each day. She had a hard little cough that I didn’t like the sound of. She was struggling to jump onto my bed. Her coat was “staring”, meaning it stood up rather than lying down and being glossy, and, as I became aware on Saturday night, her purr had changed. In fact she didn’t seem to be able to purr properly. Worst of all, she just sat in a corner all day and looked mournful. In short, it was time.
I wish I could believe in things like the “rainbow bridge” but I can’t.
She was the best cat, and I will miss her always.
Smokey came to live with me when I was living in London and shortly after my mum died. I had wanted a cat for some time, but given that I visited mum every three weeks it didn’t seem fair to have someone have to come in and feed it while I trotted off.
She came from the RSPCA cat shelter in (I think) Finsbury Park, with all the palaver that entails around being inspected and providing reliable references.
I chose her rather than her sister because Smokey was lively and the sister wasn’t. And because I knew that as a black cat she might struggle more to find a home.
Why now? Smokey had been struggling more and more each day. She had a hard little cough that I didn’t like the sound of. She was struggling to jump onto my bed. Her coat was “staring”, meaning it stood up rather than lying down and being glossy, and, as I became aware on Saturday night, her purr had changed. In fact she didn’t seem to be able to purr properly. Worst of all, she just sat in a corner all day and looked mournful. In short, it was time.
I wish I could believe in things like the “rainbow bridge” but I can’t.
She was the best cat, and I will miss her always.
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oh, i'm so sorry. she was so lucky to have you.
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I've really liked reading about Smokey and getting to know her through your posts.
Please take care of yourself. It's such a hard decision to make.
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I've not been following dreamwidth or I would have commented sooner. Perhaps it's as well though. We said goodbye to our Minnie just a few days earlier and it would have hit me very hard. She was such a grumpy darling.
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I miss Smokey so much.
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Very late, but I wanted to say how sorry I am that your little cat has gone and I know how you'll miss her.
But also - sorry if this is weird - thank-you for not letting it go on too long. It sounds like you gave Smokey a good ending, and that's what we all want for animals we care for.