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May 27, 2010 | Uncategorized

Sunday night Louie (the cat) went out around midnight and didn’t come home.

He’s sixteen, slowing down and had recently developed a cough. I thought either he’d been hit by a car or he’d deliberately gone off to die. When Katie (the rowdy dog) and I walked around the neighborhood Monday, I feared finding his body. Yesterday, when we came home from the dog park I found him downstairs on the couch. One of his back paws was missing patches fur and skin and was double its normal size.

Though He purred when I pet him, considering how traumatized his leg was and that he wouldn’t eat or drink. I decided to purchase a cat carrier and take him to our vet the next day when they opened. I called my daughter to let her know I couldn’t do lunch on Wednesday, because I was taking Louie to the vet. She offered to bring a cat carrier and drive to the twenty-four hour emergency animal clinic. I hadn’t even thought of the emergency clinic.

Once at the clinic,the doc examined Louie and gave him pain meds and explained the realities of his injury. Considering his age and the extent of his trauma with no likelihood of good recovery, I made the decision to euthanize him.

I am a firm believer in quality of life and not prolonging suffering in animals or humans. I’m glad he was not mangled on a busy street or dying a slow death of dehydration in a nearby greenbelt. And yet, I’m so very sad he’s gone.

All the good things in life I try to be grateful for still exist, but today there’s no celebration in my heart. I ache for a crotchety old cat with disgusting personal habits. Vain, lazy, and a stone-cold killer of rodents and song birds, he also purred like the rumble of coming thunder, and warmed my lap every night.

Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am  

2 Responses to “Real life”

  1. Phyllis Says:

    I’m so sorry about Louie. Bet Katie misses him too. Sending hugs and a kiss for your cheek.


  2. Evanne Says:

    Hi Phyllis,

    You’re right. Katie looks for him in all his usual places. The birds are rejoicing, I honestly think they sent out invitations to all their friends that the yard is now safe.

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