i am numb but heartbroken at the same time. said goodbye to my sweetie pie about an hour ago. the vet came to the house to help her pass peacefully.
i adopted her Feb 2012. she was 10 1/2, front declawed, didn't like other cats, was slightly matted, had bits of poop caked on her butt, runny eyes, runny nose - but i fell in love with her at first love bite.
she purred and licked me and comforted me as i had just lost my first kitty the day before. i couldn't stand the feeling of the hole in my heart if i went home to an empty house so that's how i met Angel. she knew - i know she did - she could sense i needed to have my heart healed and she did it. she waited 2 1/2 years at the shelter for me to show up. i cherish every moment i had with her.
she developed kidney disease 4 years ago. was stable for a good long time, but last month her kidneys finally had given her their all. for almost a month i tried different meds and treatments and she responded well for a while, but her back legs were getting weaker each day. she finally let me know she was ready to be freed. in the last few days she climbed up into bed to lie with me all night and cuddle and purr. i would watch her contemplate and pace in front of the little steps i'd made for her getting up the courage and energy to hop up. she'd slip along the way, but she made it, proving how tough she was. but last night she couldn't even step up 4 inches and stayed on the floor at the foot of the bed. and today her appetite definitely had waned. once her appetite started to go, i decided it was time. she deserved to go out peacefully and with dignity (i spread peepads all over the bed for her and she found the one corner where she didn't have to sit on them. peepads! what an insult!) and still looking like a queen.
Angel, you will always always be in my heart. my sweet little girl. i love you.