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It is 24 hours since I had to say goodbye forever to my sweet Bijou girl. She had been very ill for a month and an ultrasound confirmed her deterioration this past week. We knew this was a likely outcome, but always held out hope for a miracle recovery.
Bijou's final day and half were spent laying on her "throne" (i.e., taking up the entire couch), with open windows near her so she could sniff the fresh air and listen to the birds outside. She enjoyed her nest of towels and a heating pad. She was peaceful but obviously struggling -- she would just occasionally wander through the apartment, too weak to walk very far without laying down. She would try to drink water but could only manage to hang her head over the very surface and never actually lick it up.
We spent all day sitting across from her, just looking at her and trying to soak in her presence. We talked to her and told her how much we love her and are thankful for her being in our lives. We gave her a million brushes with her favorite brush and she purred so much.
By the time her appointment rolled around she was obviously so, so tired and ready to sleep forever. We packed her up with a her blanket and her favorite brush and said a prayer for her. It was over very quickly and peacefully. We had lots of time to say goodbye to our sweet little girl before and after she passed away.
We miss our girl so much. Every where we look there is a reminder. Her food and water bowls are still out. I expect to see her around every corner. I think that I will look down at the floor as I type this and she'll be there looking up and trying to jump in my lap.
She was my baby for the last 15 years. My grandma rescued her as a stray when I was 11 years old...I'm 25 now. My boyfriend and I officially adopted her when we moved away for school and she's been "ours" for the last 4 years. I've practically had her my entire life and it feels so strange and sad to think that she is really, really gone.
I love you so much, sweet Bijou.
You are truly a jewel and will always be in my heart.
Bijou's final day and half were spent laying on her "throne" (i.e., taking up the entire couch), with open windows near her so she could sniff the fresh air and listen to the birds outside. She enjoyed her nest of towels and a heating pad. She was peaceful but obviously struggling -- she would just occasionally wander through the apartment, too weak to walk very far without laying down. She would try to drink water but could only manage to hang her head over the very surface and never actually lick it up.
We spent all day sitting across from her, just looking at her and trying to soak in her presence. We talked to her and told her how much we love her and are thankful for her being in our lives. We gave her a million brushes with her favorite brush and she purred so much.
By the time her appointment rolled around she was obviously so, so tired and ready to sleep forever. We packed her up with a her blanket and her favorite brush and said a prayer for her. It was over very quickly and peacefully. We had lots of time to say goodbye to our sweet little girl before and after she passed away.
We miss our girl so much. Every where we look there is a reminder. Her food and water bowls are still out. I expect to see her around every corner. I think that I will look down at the floor as I type this and she'll be there looking up and trying to jump in my lap.
She was my baby for the last 15 years. My grandma rescued her as a stray when I was 11 years old...I'm 25 now. My boyfriend and I officially adopted her when we moved away for school and she's been "ours" for the last 4 years. I've practically had her my entire life and it feels so strange and sad to think that she is really, really gone.
I love you so much, sweet Bijou.
You are truly a jewel and will always be in my heart.