My Wonderful Precious.
I feel so horrible. so horrible.... ::Shakes her head sadly:: My cat Precious is deathly ill. She's been hanging on so long now, and she's so brave to fight this thing. I admire her and every thing that she is. For so long now, she's looked death in the face and hissed. Fought her way back to stay here... I know she's getting closer to his door all the time, but I feel like she feels like she owes us, her family, something. Why else would she fight so hard? I guess it's a little strange, but Precious and I have always had a strong connection, and I get this feeling of urgency... Like time is finally running out.
It rips me to shreds to even write about this because I know it's inevitable. I want her to stay, butI'd do anything for her so she could stop being in pain.
The thing is, How do you put a family member, cat or otherwise, to sleep? How can you look in their eyes, after all they've faced, and all they've fought for to stay alive, only to kill them? putting her to sleep, to me, feels like I'm betraying her.
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jeweledunisis) wrote,
Miserable
