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[ljgeoff]

I feel rather directionless and of low energy today. I didn't have to work, and I should be doing some house cleaning, god knows this place needs it. In between getting Luke a haircut and grocery shopping and picking Sam up 'cause he missed the bus, my elderly cat died.

Now, I have to tell you, I never did like that cat. We got her from a dear friend who had to move into an apartment, and she was just not a very likable cat. I looked at her this morning, 17 years old, frail and just skin and bones and miserable and I decided that today would be the day. I've been thinking about it for six months, but I always stopped myself because I didn't like the cat, and it didn't feel right having her euthanized -- like a conflict of interest or something.

Now, don't get me wrong, I was never mean to her. I really *tried* to like her. We had her for ten years. The thing is, nobody in the house really liked her that much, and we're cat people. So I took her to the vet today and held her while they gave her the shots and in just two breaths she was gone. I surprised myself by crying. Then I brought her home and we buried her in the side yard, near the mint.

Her name was Princess, but we called her Calico Cat, or Cali. Rest in peace, old girl. I'll think of you when I harvest the mint.

Comments

[lovecraftienne.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for your loss, hon. I don't think there's anything to apologise for, in knowing you looked after and loved an animal you didn't like much for ten years. *hugs*

[ljgeoff.livejournal.com]

*grin* She was an ornery cuss, and I'll be thinking about her for the next ten years 'cause I'm sure the smell will never come out of my closet floor.

Damn, now I'm crying again. Stupid cat. Dear old thing.

[firecat]

I'm sorry for you and Cali. I once fostered a friend's cat who was semi-feral and ended up having to euthanize her. Even though I didn't like her and she hated everyone but my friend and there was no other alternative, I felt awful.