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Like I mentioned on Monday already, we did have to put our little white 19 year old Lucy to sleep. I really dreaded writing this post today and I won’t make it a long one. I just want it to be a tribute for her so she can live on forever on my blog for anyone who wants to read about her and my other cats. You can read more about the other ones by clicking HERE.
It’s a difficult post for me to write but I’m definitely taking solace in the fact that she had such a long happy life with us and she is now joining her best friends Heidi and Lilly who passed away last year at 18 and 22 years old. Living with our two young cats Willy and Maya definitely didn’t make her happy and she missed her old friends.
Lucy stopped eating on Thursday and even with me trying to syringe feed her, she didn’t bounce back this time. By Monday morning after not eating for days on her own, I knew that the time had come. She could barely walk and the oddest thing was that she didn’t sleep anymore either. She used to sleep all day but in her last couple of days she would just stare into space and I just didn’t see her curl up and sleep anymore.
I just knew that her time had come and I was beyond glad that she had waited for us to come home from vacation so we could say our goodbyes. Last year my husband had to put our calico Lilly to sleep while we were in Germany and I hated not being there for her.
This was also the first time that my two kids came with me on that final ride to the vet and I was surprised that my daughter wanted to stay in the room with me and Lucy when she passed. My son said he just couldn’t do it which is also understandable. It surely was an important life lesson to learn for both of them.
Lucy was a very special girl and this is how I described her on my cat page: “She is so small but don’t let her size fool you. She is a very feisty little thing and doesn’t take any bullying from the other furry kids. Everybody loves her the minute they walk into our house. My husband brought her home from the shelter when I sent him to donate some food and blankets. He fell in love with her because she was the loudest cat in the place. She loves to talk.” (who else here adopts a cat because it is loud?)
The first night my husband brought her home, I slept in our spare bedroom with her to get her used to our house and us as well as separated from the other cats. I woke up in the middle of the night with her sitting on my chest and staring at me. I was actually somewhat shocked and thought he had adopted an alien. We didn’t have to keep her separated from the others for long. She just walked out and owned the place.
She was always the star and center attraction when people came to our house and managed to convert them to actually liking cats if they didn’t before. A true queen!
In her younger years she loved to play fetch like a dog, have catnip parties, watch TV, follow me through the house and be our chest sitter. For the longest time she would wait for my husband to go to bed so she could sit on his chest, meow and stare at him. Things changed when she was a confused and senile old lady and lost her friends. She was never the same again.
Remember my Heidi was in diapers before she passed? (I wrote a post about how I care for my elderly pets HERE)
Heidi and Lucy loved each other. I have never seen such a bond in any of our other cats before.
I know the plates are cheesy to most people but to me they serve the purpose of making me smile when I remember my cats who have passed away instead of thinking back with sadness.
And lastly one photo of her famous Queen B look with her piercing mustard colored eyes who looked right inside you.
Rest in peace our little special girl. You will never be forgotten.