Thursday, August 13, 2015

Think of me...

I just buried my beloved old cat in a most suitable grave in the backyard.  I called the Vet after seeing the old cat just laying on the chesterfield barely responding to my attention.  I took him right in, and by this time it was in it's last few minutes. Still alive but twitching, The Vet did not need to sedate him but instead gave him the final needle with which Kitten died. I feel better now for him and for me as I have been keeping watch for a few days now, and getting up in night to offer water and pet him. He was over 20 years and had a really good life. So that is my life today and now I see the other animals sort of looking around and I'm sure they know something has happened.

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