Today has been a terrible day. I had to have my beautiful grey tuxedo cat, Miss Kitty, put to sleep this afternoon. She has been sick since last week when she suddenly stopped eating. I took her to the vet last Friday and she was already jaundiced - the inside of her ears and mouth were yellow. She was being tube fed but she was anemic and her liver was failing. After talking with the veterinarian this morning, we decided that she wasn't going to recover. I spent some time with her and held her, she even managed to purr for me. But she could barely hold her head up. I know I did the right thing, but I still feel awful.
Miss Kitty was my diva cat. She was picky about who touched her and you always had to let her smell your hand first. She had the prettiest, slender "girl" feet. She had been abandoned by her owners, who moved off and left her when she was barely a year old. She chose us and I could not resist those gold eyes looking up at me begging for food. She lived like a princess the 10 years we had her. Rest in peace, my pretty girl.
