Sunday was not the greatest day for us; it was cold and just poured rain...
I had to take Gracie, my baby-cat, to the Vet, and put her down. She had had a UTI a few months ago, and never really recovered. She was not able to make it to the litter box at all and my dear Hubs had been cleaning up after her the last few weeks. We decided on Sunday that it was time.
My Hubs is a soft-hearted soul and could not be in the room for the injections, but I stayed with her and petted her while the deed was done. She breathed her last and her little brave heart stopped beating while I rubbed and scratched her shoulders(she used to love that). Believe me when I tell you that tears are streaming down my cheeks as I type this. I just needed to share our pain...
By pure coincidence, our neighbour knocked on the back door with a freshly-caught crab for us! He had caught 15, but had to throw a few back as they were too small. It is so great to be living just an hour away from the Pacific Ocean!
Here is George, our other cat, surveying the still-live crab. He was a bit wary!
Needless to say, we are still a little down-in-the-dumps about losing Gracie, but she is now over the Rainbow Bridge with other pets.
I still feel like a murderer…
Huggs, you guys…
Jacqueline
