The Lion Sleeps Tonight Options

[myhrtisbrkn]

Yesterday, Dec. 28, 2008, at about 2:00 pm. my late Mother's magnificent old cat, B.K., aged just short of 24 years, lost his battle against renal failure, heart disease, and time. He had been part of my life as long as my husband. My world is unrecognizable without him.

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[myhrtisbrkn]

Judy,

You are right of course.

I was just thinking of when I found him...barely old enough to have his eyes open, too young to know how to eat, freezing, dehydrated...screaming his head off, in between seizures. The vet took one look at him and told me he might not make it through the night.

Then when Mom died,( the two of them had lived alone together for many years ), BK. was not well. And I thought he really might choose to follow her, but we started the fluid therapy, and he quickly got strong again.

Then I decided I had to move him from Mom's house to ours. I worried that he would decline...he did not, until the last thirty days or so. At the very end when the vet told me in her best clinical judgment, the blood work was showing the beginning of massive, multiple organ failure, he laid his big head against my cheek. It was almost as if he was reassuring me..." we did all we could ".

That we did big boy...we put up a fight.


I'm at sixes and sevens...I keep waking up in the night thinking I heard him cry...it's time for his meds...better check the heat on his blanket...how much cat food have I got?

Based on past experience, I'll feel marginally better when his ashes come home on Sat. Maybe then I can do something with the fridge full of food bought in anticipation of Christmas and New Years Eve celebrations that never happened.