My poor little girl had been sick for a couple of weeks, and I noticed that she became worse as the days wore on. Last Saturday I took her to the Tiger St RSPCA vet and got some medication, but by yesterday, Thursday, I could see there wasn't much improvement and she was lying listlessly on the floor.
I took her in again and she had an x-ray, revealing a large mass on her lung, which was also pressing on her windpipe, making it difficult for her to breathe. The treatment involved would mean palliative drugs, surgery, and a lot more discomfort and suffering over a long time. I decided to make the call, and have her put down.
After I had received the info about her condition from the vet and discussed it with her, I decided to take care of the situation immediately, and they stayed open a bit longer for me to come to say goodbye. I went in, and she was lying wrapped up on the table, warm but still listless. I went to her and petted her and talked to her, and she purred softly. I realised how much I loved her, the colour of her beautiful fur, and her clean white paws. I gave her toe beans kisses. I told her she was a darling, and thanked her for 6 years of love. I cried, and spent quite a bit of time with her. Then the vet came in, and I held her and kissed and talked to her while the injection took place. Her heart stopped quite quickly, and her eyes partially closed, and I stayed with her a while longer, as she was so warm and smelled her beautiful scent.
Then, crying, I left her there. I can collect her in a few days. I have decided I want to bury her in my garden, where she spent a lot of time enjoying the sunshine. I miss her.
I went home to Mum's and drank almost a whole bottle of wine, and went to bed with a few tears.
This morning, when I went outside to drop rubbish in the bins, I recalled the times she would follow me out there, and miaow at me, wanting pats and attention. There was definitely connection and communication with her. She was the first kitty I have had since returning from overseas.
I looked up and there was a beautiful rainbow glowing in the sky! I felt a moment of relief, kind of knowing that this was a message of love from her. She had crossed the rainbow bridge and was at peace. I felt she was thanking me for helping her feel better. I too felt better after seeing that sign.
The photos below do not show how glowing the rainbow was. It was luminus and lovely.
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