I had to, unexpectedly...well, unexpectedly on that particular day, at least (a more rational person might have seen the writing on the wall)...put my last remaining cat of three that I'd had for a decade to sleep on a Saturday last September. I feel for you because it IS a huge loss. My daughter and I held Dewey while they gave her the injection, so even though we felt like total betrayers, she died feeling loved. It was to be the first time in 30 years that I was without a pet and it felt abnormal and awful.
Just to show you that you never know what a day will bring when you wake up in the morning, on our way out of the vet's, one of the techs mentioned that they had six motherless kittens in the back who were going to be shipped out to the local shelter. Neither of us were in an emotional position to look at six needy kittens and reject any of them, so we just said, "Bring us two." I felt a little ambivalent about walking IN with Dewey and walking OUT with two tiny (4 weeks old)kittens....but what the hey...they needed a home. And thus, Persephone and Orpheus came into our household. (A couple of days later, one of my husband's coworkers adopted two more from the litter, and someone who works at the vet's took the remaining two home. A happy ending for the whole group.)
Anyway, I'm sorry about your cat.
Sueleen Gay: "Here you go, Bitch, now go make some fukcing lemonade." 10/28/10
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