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I'll let my daughter tell this story from her own journaling site, cause there's not a damn thing I can add to it:

This journal is mostly just to get some things off my chest. I really need it.

See, this afternoon, I return home to find my cat had thrown up all over my bed. Now, that really isn't much of a surprise compared to the fact that he actually threw up on the bed. He never does that. Ever since I got him 9 years ago, he had basically taken over my room, considering it as his. And if you have a cat, you know they don't usually throw up/pee on the areas that they sleep in.

So, after discovering my ‘gift’, I went in search for the culprit. I couldn’t find him.

This worried me even further. Usually, when I arrive home at the end of the day, he is either at my heels or sleeping peacefully on my bed. If he wasn’t there, I’d call for him and usually he’d turn up after the nap I so rudely interrupted.

Finally, I found him underneath my mother’s desk. Curled up in the corner, back amongst the shadows. I knew something was wrong just by the look on his face. Usually he has the biggest, lively eyes when I’m around. He purrs and crawls all over me, shedding his bright white fur all over my clothes. He only made so much a grunt when I picked him up. I could tell, something was definitely wrong. I became frantic, annoying my dad to no end and babbling to him about the problem.

See, my cat has been to the vet with emergencies a good number of times. About two years after we got him, he swallowed a piece of string. It wrapped itself around his tongue and got stuck in his intestines. It was wonderful that we got him to the vet in time and got it removed. From then on, we tried our best to keep him away from thread and needles.

Another time we found he was having trouble going to the bathroom. Then he started to bleed. Again, we rushed him to the vet and found he had little crystals that formed in his bladder. So he was sworn off milk and too many treats.

I basically grew up with this cat. I learned how to take care for another animal. I learned to share. I learned to love him so dearly. Out of all my family, I am the one person that he loves the most. Yes, he loves everyone else, but he and I will share a special bond forever. He may be annoying at times, with one of the loudest meows you will ever hear. He may be small in size but he makes himself known. Even though he is small, he walks so proudly, he almost trots. Anyone can hear him coming down the hallway.

But when he’s sleeping is the best. He curls up against a leg, on a lap, sometimes even on my back, in the most adorable pose. His coat it the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen. There is even a spot of brown fur, just on his shoulder, that if he is sitting in the most perfect of ways, it shapes into a heart. I have always called him having a heart on his sleeve, since he always shows his emotions to me.

My dad brought him to the vet just a few hours ago. I followed along soon after that. He’s a bit dehydrated and may have something going on with his bladder again but it’s not the worst we’ve seen in this little guy. He’s going to stay the night to get fluids and hopefully in the morning he’ll be in better spirits. I hopefully will to. I have the day off tomorrow so I will thankfully not be going through worry during school.

This is just something I needed to get down. It may have just a minor accident or crisis but it made me realize something. I’m not ready. I have had three other cats that had been put down, one of them very sudden and out of nowhere. But I have never been so close to any of them as I have with this one. It has been 9 years but I am still not ready to say goodbye. I know some of you are thinking “oh, it’s just a cat” and I’ve gotten that before. In years past, when I’ve lived through putting down my pets, I’ve gotten that line because I was upset then. And now I can’t even imagine how I’m going to react when that time comes.

I just know, right now, I’m not ready. And from the look of it, my cat wasn’t either.I think he will be fine. He was purring when we handed him over to the vet. That is one of the very best signs any animal lover and pet owner could get.

Comments

[bluesilverkdg.livejournal.com]

Awww...very well-said. :-) I do hope that it's nothing serious. And she is a very good writer!

[sgauta.livejournal.com]

Prayers for your kitty tonight. It's only been a week since we lost our Jenny and the hole in my heart is still quite large and painful. They are never "just" cats and I think only someone who has lost one can truly understand that. I sure didn't get it eight days ago as fully as I get it now. Again, he has my prayers.

[headbanger118.livejournal.com]

What a wonderful entry by a loving, sensitive person. I know what she means about not being ready. While my Sassy cat is young (4) and healthy, I can't imagine having to make that final decision. I'm glad the kitty seems like he will be Ok, and I'm looking forward to hearing the girl and kitty are reunited.

Whew

[aaacck.livejournal.com]

I hope he is better than fine. When I got my dog a year and a half ago, he was immediately sick and by the time 6 months had passed, he'd cost me over $3,000 in vet bills. Many people told me to give him back (he was symptomatic the day after I brought him home), but one look at that face and I knew, he was mine. So I know the pain in the wallet, and the joy of the animal.

Em, you are a very good writer!

Hi from Florida

[sandyslilgirl.livejournal.com]

....Guess who?? Sorry to hear about your troubles, glad to hear the kitty is doing OK. Great writing, you have a real talent and a great writing voice!!!