This morning, I had to take my cat (Caprice) to the Humane Society to be put down. She was 17 years old and was just getting so sick, that she was getting to the point where she was obviously in pain. It was such a difficult thing to do. But, I figure we did the right thing; it would have been selfish of us to keep her around when she is obviously in pain. She had really deteriorated a lot in the last few weeks. I just feel so much loss. We had her longer that we've had my brother! Since we got her when I was 7 years old, I don't really remember a time without her.
Caprice was a funny cat. She was never very cuddly, but when my mom was pregnant with my brother Tom, she would curl up with my mom. And when he was born, Caprice would always want to be around him. She slept on Tom's bed every day since he was born. So, of all of us, I would say that Tom is probably hit the hardest with this all. I was glad that he came with me this morning to take her in, I didn't want to go alone. Man, I've only been to the Humane Society twice now, both times to put a pet down, and I have been a crying mess both times. I guess they are used to it there, I bet people cry all the time when they bring their pets in to be put down. So, I cried the whole way there and the whole way home. Then, I managed to pull myself together and go into work. I got teary a few times at work, but was able to hide it well. I didn't want to start bawling at work.
I am just so sad. Caprice was a part of our family for 17 years and I hate to be without her. I miss her so much.
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I'm getting teary just reading your post! I'm sure it'll be wierd for a while, but you know it is for the best, you don't want her to suffer. I hope that she is in Kitty heaven somewhere where there are no dogs but lots of mice for her to chase :)
Putting a loved pet down is really hard. I wasn't there when my parents took in my dog. I don't think I would've been able to handle it. Just hearing what happened second-hand was horrible. Like you, I had to go to work that morning. I still remember the last thing I did before I left the house: I gave my dog a hug and a kiss on the ear and told her to be a "good dog in heaven" and that I loved her. Then I went out the door, got into my car and cried. Just writing this brings the tears back... I still miss her and will everyday.
I guess I wanted to say that I understand and I'm here for you.
*hugs*
Oh geez. Your post brought back so many memories. Aahhh it made me cry.
I'm sorry about Caprice. I know how difficult it is to let a loved pet go.
I had to put my Preppy down last May. She was also 17 years old. Very, very difficult. I was a walking train wreck for about a week. It was sooooo hard to let go, but in the end it was for the best. She was suffering and I couldn't bear to watch her endure anymore pain.
I believe that she was a once in a lifetime cat, which made it even more difficult to say good-bye. Don't think I'll ever have another one like her.
Anyways, I imagine that Caprice is enjoying life across the rainbow bridge. I hope Preppy meets up with her and that they go birding together.
Sending lot's of hugs!
I've only known my Dad to cry three times in his life... once was when he and mom took our old dog, Sable, in to be put down. Putting a beloved pet down brings out the tears in even the strongest of people. I know I cried when mom called to tell me what happened... as I was in ON at the time.
I hope I don't have to put Sasha down for a long, long time... I almost lost her once.
*hugs*
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