My sweet Lucky
by connie danley
WE adopted Lucky from the shelter almost 20 years ago. She was a two year old stray who had been brought to the shelter with her kittens, they kept her alive just long enough for her kittens to be adopted but that was to be Lucky's last day alive. WE got her just in time to save her life. For the past 20 years she has been the greatest joy in our lives. Such a precious sweet kitty, not the most beautiful cat we had ever seen, but perfect in our eyes. As she got older we know it was just a matter of time and 3 weeks ago my husband woke me at 5AM to tell me he could not find her anywhere. I found her on the basement floor, paralyzed from a saddle thrombosis. WE called our vet who had been making house visits for the past two years. She came a couple of hours later and put Lucky down in our family room. Before Lucky's passing, I would spend hours brushing her, telling her how much I loved her, feeding her little pieces of cheese and warming up bowls of milk for her. There was nothing I would not do. That morning, knowing that she was going to be put down, I let the vet and the technician take over, taking her from her chair where she always slept, to the coffee table. they told me I could talk to her but for some reason I didn't. Before I knew it was over and my girl was gone without me telling her one last time that I loved her, that I was right here with her. For every sacrifice that I made for her over the 20 years we had her, for all the love that I gave her...in her last moments on earth I failed her. My grief is so intense I don't know how I will ever get beyond it. All I do is sob. My husband is terminally ill, I cannot get another cat right now. Even I could, no cat could ever replace my girl. Our hearts are broken and will never heal.
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