As I sit here thinking about what to write to describe how I feel the tears are streaming down my face. I had to make that one way trip to the vet last night with my cat Autumn.
She had been struggling with hyperthyroid and kidney disease.
She stopped eating over the past few days and yesterday she cried when I picked her up.
I think she was ready but I was not.
I opened the door of my sewing room for her one last time (our happy place).
She got down off my bed and walked, ever so gingerly, into my sewing room.
She hopped up on the chair then on to my table and turned and looked at me with a look that said, "Where is my ice water?"
I went back downstairs and filled my water bottle with ice and water, like I did every time we sewed and brought it back upstairs.
She had one last drink and laid down on "her" quilt.
She laid there and purred and purred.
I sewed a bit as I know she likes the heat of the sewing machine and my light.
I didn't turn on the TV so I could listen to her purr one last time.
My daughter came over to say goodbye and we face-timed my other daughter so she could say goodbye (Autumn was her cat). It was a very difficult night for everyone.
My hubby drove us to the vet and I held Autumn in my arms.
We went in and although we had to wait a little bit it but
it was nice to have those last few moments to say goodbye.
We burried her out at the farm next to her brother, Mosen and her sister, Aiden.
It is the passing on an era in our family life.
We were 5 cats now we are just one.
RIP sweet baby girl.
I love you so much and will miss snuggling with you in bed every night.
I will miss your demand for ice water in my water bottle and your sweet, sweet company as I sew. Please tell the others I love them and you all need to wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge.
I will always love you Sweet Pea! 16 1/2 years was NOT long enough.