My little girl passed away at 1630 today.
Two weeks ago she stopped eating. I took her to the vet who believed it was due to an infected tooth. In the past two weeks, she ate less and less and become gradually more and more withdrawn. She would sleep under the covers with me every night, but I would have to put her there. She drank constantly, until the last few days.
She went into the vets on saturday and was diagnposed with CRF. Her numbers were astronomical. She did not react to two days of IV. I made the decision to have her put to sleep but before I could get to the vets she passed away in her sleep. This evening I dug a grave with my hands in the woods above our home and read a poem over her after filling in the grave.
With Carmen, a part of myself has died. I can think of no other way of expressing my grief. For now, the part of me that laughed, and joked, and was able to smile at life's quirks, has gone. She was my companion for seven years. She was that rare treat, a female ginger, companion to Emily, Caitlin and Anya, and bevoled "toddler" for myself and my wife. every night I would go to sleep with Carmen around my neck. Every morning she would have migrated to my head.
So what can I say about her personality. Well, we have three other cats, and they are all different. Carmen was the lady, the distinguished one. She would always be impeccably groomed. She would never get into fights. Whilst the others came back caked in mud, she was above that. She loved being near me. I once walked nearly two miles before turning round and seeing her still pottering along behind me. I once drove fity miles before I nose was pressedint my ear from the back seat, and loud purring signalled that it was now time to turn around and go home again.
Se loved Christmas decorations, but rather than making a mess of them, would simply curl up in the box of tinsel and fall asleep. Now she has gone to sleep, ne'er to wake, and I miss her dreadfully. A piece of my soul has been lost her her passing, and in my grief I cannot see happiness at the end.
I loved my little girl, and she hasbeen ripped painfully from me.
Carmen
Passed Away 19/09/205 aged 7 Years.
Resting Where no shadows lie
Two weeks ago she stopped eating. I took her to the vet who believed it was due to an infected tooth. In the past two weeks, she ate less and less and become gradually more and more withdrawn. She would sleep under the covers with me every night, but I would have to put her there. She drank constantly, until the last few days.
She went into the vets on saturday and was diagnposed with CRF. Her numbers were astronomical. She did not react to two days of IV. I made the decision to have her put to sleep but before I could get to the vets she passed away in her sleep. This evening I dug a grave with my hands in the woods above our home and read a poem over her after filling in the grave.
With Carmen, a part of myself has died. I can think of no other way of expressing my grief. For now, the part of me that laughed, and joked, and was able to smile at life's quirks, has gone. She was my companion for seven years. She was that rare treat, a female ginger, companion to Emily, Caitlin and Anya, and bevoled "toddler" for myself and my wife. every night I would go to sleep with Carmen around my neck. Every morning she would have migrated to my head.
So what can I say about her personality. Well, we have three other cats, and they are all different. Carmen was the lady, the distinguished one. She would always be impeccably groomed. She would never get into fights. Whilst the others came back caked in mud, she was above that. She loved being near me. I once walked nearly two miles before turning round and seeing her still pottering along behind me. I once drove fity miles before I nose was pressedint my ear from the back seat, and loud purring signalled that it was now time to turn around and go home again.
Se loved Christmas decorations, but rather than making a mess of them, would simply curl up in the box of tinsel and fall asleep. Now she has gone to sleep, ne'er to wake, and I miss her dreadfully. A piece of my soul has been lost her her passing, and in my grief I cannot see happiness at the end.
I loved my little girl, and she hasbeen ripped painfully from me.
Carmen
Passed Away 19/09/205 aged 7 Years.
Resting Where no shadows lie
