Goodbye sweet cat.
Our little Shelly is gone. She was diagnosed with a very aggressive form of cancer and, even though the vet removed most of the tumor, it came back with a week, and was making it very difficult for her to breathe.
We put her to sleep and she is now at peace. Grandad “O” dug her a beautiful grave out on their property. We buried her and sprinkled wildflower seeds on her grave site.
We will miss her sweet nature, loving ‘bonks’ and furry snuggles. It will be strange not to be able to call her special name and have her come trotting in from another room.
Owen is too young to understand and it would scare him to see Mommy & Daddy upset, so he had a normal day at daycare. He knew her name, liked to pet her and told her “good girl”, but with six cats in the house we’re pretty sure he won’t really notice that Shelly is gone.
~ M
March 6th, 2008 at 8:50 am
Shelly was a sweet, lovey cat. When I started dating Megan, Shelly climbed into my gatemouth toolbag, and looked up at me and meowed sweetly, as if to say “I like you. We should keep you.”
All through the procedure at the vet, in the car ride out to the country, the burial and wildflower planting I stayed strong and quiet.
But day after day later, when I was alone, the loss would hit me like a tidal wave and I cried.
I know we did all we could for her, and made the right decision at the end. But there’s a long-haired, snuggly cat-shaped hole in my heart.
Lord, I’m done learning about loss and mourning now, okay?
March 11th, 2008 at 8:32 am
Joe and I understand all too well the loss of a dear pet. They are family. You are all in our thoughts, and may these loving memories of Shelly comfort you.