
I wanted to say goodbye to my cat here. It's hard enough thinking about this, and I'm not sure if I can do it later. I've had her since she was 7 weeks old. My Mother got her fo rme for my birthday. She was so tiny she fit in one hand. She was attached to me instantly, and would follow me allover the house, talking to me the way Siamese cats do. She was never a cuddly lap cat until tis year, as she got older and as we now know, sicker. She started sleeping with me last year, on my pillow, which I always thiught was strange, but made me happy. Just a few months ago she started laying on my lap, which she had never done before. I know people humanize thier pets, but I do beleive she knew she was sick, and was getting in as much love as she could. We found out she has a tumor beind her right shoulder blade, most likely cancer. She is 15, and otherwise healthy, a tragedy in its own right. But she has stopped eating and seems to be in pain walking, so it's time to send her to Rainbow Bridge where she can be happy and pain-free again. I'm glad I wasn't working today, and am able to spend her last day with her, hearing her purr for the last time, kissing and hugging her like crazy, taking some last pictures. Going through the house today and getting rid of her things is really hard, and all of this hurts like hell. it stinks, but it's the right thing to do, and i can't be selfish and keep her around because it's too painful for me to be without her. She has always comforted me through my pain and times of need and loved me without question.
I love you my kitty, my baby, I always will.