With a heavy heart, today I helped Shelby be free from her worn-out, little body.
It was a difficult decision to make, but I knew it was the right one. Yesterday morning the vet called and said I should bring her home because she wasn’t getting any better there. We all hoped that once home, she’d perk up. She did a little and even ate some food.
Last night I showed my work at Lawrence’s Final Friday gallery crawl. When I got home & was unlocking the door, out of the corner of my eye I saw something dark coming toward me. My heart jumped because I thought it was Goliath. But, it was Shelby. She had made her way outside and was waiting for me on the porch.
That night I shut the pet door to be sure she would stay in so I wouldn’t have to worry about her. In the morning, she was by the pet door, waiting to get out. So I took her outside into the backyard and set her in a spot she likes. When I came back out, she was under the side porch. I was worried she had gone under there to die, and it would be hard to get her out in that situation. So I removed the side panels crawled under, and got her out.
I set her up on the front porch with blankets, towels, and water and blocked the front entrance so she would stay there. Without going into detail, it was obvious she was very sick and wasn’t going to get better. I called the vet and made an appointment to put her out of her pain and suffering.
Luckily I had time to be with her before I took her, and so did the neighbor, who is fond of both Goliath and Shelby. I wanted to just sit and hug her until it was time to take her to the vet, but she didn’t want that. So I sat by her without disturbing her.
I got to spend more time with her while we waited for the vet, and I held her a little until she made it clear she wanted to lie down. I stayed while he put her to sleep because I wanted to be with her. I was so sad and cried a lot. And then I sat with her afterwards for a long time petting and kissing her. I didn’t want to leave her.
Losing two cats in one month is devastating. Basically, I lost 2/3 of my little family. But I know if I hadn’t put Shelby to sleep this morning, she would have suffered needlessly the rest of the weekend while her body shut down. She isn’t in pain anymore. I know her heart was broken with Goliath disappeared. And her body was already worn down. Now she can go find her sweet Goliath.