Letting Tipper's Spirit Go, My Sweet Angel

Sunday November 25th, my sweet little girl crossed over to be an angel.  She rescued me on July 1, 2001, she was around 2 years old, and life has been full of love ever since.  She got sick a little over a month ago and after dental surgery, me force feeding and force drinking, she just kept getting worse and the vet didn't know why. She lost a pound and a half within a month, Sunday I knew that it was time when she vomited and it sounded like a human and then she began having labored breathing.  I couldn't let her suffer anymore, my love for her is to great and I would rather me hurt than her.  She would let me hold her like a baby and fall asleep in my arms.  I am so THANKFUL that she came into my life, with her cute little turned up nose and golden-green eyes.  The hard part has been watching my two other cats looking for her, but they saw how sick she was.  I have been making sure that they get lots of extra attention.  I keep going over things in my mind, just to make sure that I did the right thing?  I know that no matter what, she knew that I did it to make her stop hurting but it doesn't make the decision any easier.  I wish that they could talk and tell us what they feel.  I have bouts of uncontrollable crying and as much as it hurts, I have to be there to make sure my other fur-babies are taken care of.  You are in my heart FOREVER Tipper, I LOVE YOU!!!!  Until we are reunited again sweetie.

I'm so, so sorry for your loss  

Tipper sounds like she was a special little girl    You didn't let her suffer, and that in itself speaks volumes

I am so sorry to hear of your loss.  {{{HUGS}}}.

I know the pain you feel can seem unbearable, but, please know you made the right choice.

You gave her a long life full of love.

My condolences. RIP, Tipper.

Thanks to you all, it has helped me through this rough week.  It is hard to explain to people the bond that I have with my fur-babies but knowing that there are other people out there feel the same way, makes it easier to talk.  I really appreciate all the care and support, my little Tipper is smiling at all the love. 

Tipper was/is a special little kitty that could always make me smile, no matter what kind of day I had.  Those big beautiful eyes and that concerned look on her face, followed promptly by kisses.  She always had to sleep in front me, no matter how many times I rolled throughout the night she would get up and move right in front of me.  She was my little momma cat, if the other cats were playing to rough she would walk up and smack them.  They knew the pecking order and Tipper was definitely the Alpha but then I would catch her cuddling up with my two other cats....she loved them and they love her. 

Tipper is and will be missed but I truly feel her here with me.  The other night I was in bed, Emer (my cat) was laying on top of me, and I felt a brushing sensation down my arm and then a touch on my leg.  I knew it was her!!  Letting me know that she is ok and that she still loves me.  Forever in my heart!

That last thing you said about her being in your bed... You are dead right. I've heard other people saying that cats come back to see you if you are upset. I'm glad it happens. It's obvious how much you love her.

Tipper