she's gone 23 September 2009
The Greatest Cat in the World Ever (in my humble, but clearly correct, opinion) has left. I am devastated, but I am certain her time had come. She had faded to skin and bone over the last few weeks and today, when I walked in the door from London, I took one look and just KNEW it was goodbye. She was ‘out of it’ really and although I’m sure we could have kept her alive awhile longer it would have been for selfish reasons I was not prepared for THAT cat to be compromised in any way. So much so that, although the dreaded appointment was to be 7pm, I brought her over at 5.30 as I couldn’t bear the idea that if it was to be her last day she might be having a shitty time. Even 90 minutes more was too long if she wasn’t her total self. She did one of the most spectacular vomits of pure liquid ever witnessed at the vets when given the sedative, although it was specifically chosen because it never has that effect on cats – we had underestimated her! I am quaffing pink champagne now in her honour and can hardly believe that I have said au revoir to my Beloved. I may never get over this one as she was the actual love of my life* and the living creature I spent the most time with so far (19 years?). Also, when my Dad died she got very sick and I think I used getting her back to health to deal with his leaving and that has come crashing back today. 2 huge parts of my life gone and I am feeling every last awful jab of that now. She will be SORELY missed, as he SO is. Feeling all too mortal now and there is far too much perspective going on…
*Richard knows, fear not, and he has been BRILLIANT throughout including coming along to the ‘event’ and laying in some top notch booze
