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Today was our last day together my beloved
kitty. You fought a good fight, but the FIP was more than you could
overcome.
I tenderly placed you into your carrier for our
final trip to the Vet. They were so kind , caring and understanding,
allowing me to hold you till the last minute. They shaved a little
bit of hair off your front paw, and Debbie came in and gently held
your paw and talked to you as she injected you with the sleeping
medicine. Within seconds, you were gone and out of pain. We gently
tucked you into the casket I’d brought with me and I brought you
home.
I knew you would want to be buried at the foot
of the tree that you and I loved so much.
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No one was here,
just me and you. I dug your grave with tears in my eyes, and placed
your casket beside it for one last touch of your soft fur.
Even knowing this
was the only thing we could do, sure didn’t make it any easier. I
shall miss you my beloved kitty.
Some things that I
read before I took you this morning helped to confirm that hard as
this was going to be, it was the right thing to do.
Treat me kindly, my beloved
master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness
than the loving heart of me. Speak to me often, for your voice is
the world’s sweetest music to me. When it is cold and wet, please |
take me inside, for
I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements.
And I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting on your
lap. Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice
and snow than rest on the softest pillow in the warmest home in the
land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshipper. And,
Beloved Master, should the great Master see fit to deprive me of my
health or sight, do not turn me away from you Rather, hold me gently
in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal
rest - and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my
fate was ever safest in your hands.
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