Well, we have a solution. My friend J's vet was just as she said, and quoted us a price that is much more within our budget. So yeah, this Saturday morning at 11:30 is it. :-(
It feels pretty surreal, I have to say---Sochi is old and ill and failing yet the whole idea of making an appointment to end his life is just so odd. In my mind's eye, I see him launching through the windowscreens to jump another cat who dared jump onto "his" balcony (as he did more than once when he was younger.) Or chasing his tail. Or mow-Wowwwwwing at passersby (or growling at them---hey, I didn't call him my "attack killer watch cat" for nothing.) He was so alive then, and now...yeah. It's hard, because I remember him as he was, but that's not him, now.
I'm trying to focus on the mercy aspect of it, that as my long-time friend, I don't want his suffering to continue (or get worse, which it surely will.) I know we've made the right decision, and it's right that I'm the one who's going to walk that last path with him. But goddess, it's hard.
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- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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I feel you. I do. Only been a couple of months since doing this myself. Even though it's for the best, it's so hard.
((hugs))
Thanks for the hugs. :) I've lost beloved pets before (my parents had a lot of cats and dogs when I was growing up) but this is the first time that I'll be taking a cat to the vet myself.
Sometimes, I wish I was a kid again.
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