Friday, January 04, 2013
The picture for my profile is my kitty, Ms Molly. She was 18+ years old. We had rescued her when she was 8. Two weeks prior, we had rescued PolyDactyl who had been at the shelter for 5 months (her picture is on my spark page). The day we went to look for a second kitty, the one I wanted was in the process of being adopted. I stood there and cried. The volunteer asked if I wanted to see another and this paw reached through the bars and was tapping me on the shoulder. She had just been turned in and the tag wasn't even on the cage yet. She was such an affectionate cat that we took her home even though she was considered a "senior" at 8 years old.
The the first month with us, Ms Molly was very sad. She had been an only cat for eight years. Didn't like having a younger or any other kitty around and really didn't know us. I would come home every day and lay on the floor with her. She would purr but was still walking around with her tale down. A few weeks passed and I was getting ready to call the shelter and tell them how unhappy she was. I walked in the house that night and she came running, purring and "talking" with that tale up. She was saying it was okay, she wanted to stay!
You couldn't help but fall in love with this girl. She was such a talker and purred more then any other cat I had ever had. She would put her little paws around your neck, head on your shoulder and just purr. She was also a true lap cat. Anyone that walked into the house, she would try to lead into the den since she wanted to sit on their lap and be brushed.
After my husband passed unexpectedly, instead of just sleeping on the bed, she would get under the covers and curl up in my arm purring me to sleep. She would reach out with her little paw and it was almost as though she was patting my cheek.
This girl was a diabetic but that didn't seem to phase her. This past year, I realized that she had kitty Alzheimer's (yes, your pets can come down with it also), was losing her hearing and finally became deaf. She handled that well but recently went completely blind due to age and not the diabetes. Since Christmas, there has been a real decline and this past week, heartbreaking. I had a long talk with my pet sitter who is also a vet tech and had to admit that the end was coming. I called the vet yesterday but said I wanted to spend one more night with her and would bring her in today. She stopped eating yesterday and was just very confused. I spent most of the night sitting with Ms Molly in my arms where she rested peacefully. My pet sitter and her husband met me at the vets and we spent time with her until I was ready to let her cross Rainbow Bridge. She went very peacefully and looked like she could have been asleep in her basket.
The tears keep coming since I do miss her so much. But I do know that it was her time. She brought our family so much joy and love. PolyDactyl knows something is wrong but not quite sure what.
I will not be blogging for a few days since my heart just is not in it. For anyone who is an animal lover, I know you understand. She was truly a part of our family.