Tomorrow is my last official day still in the Hoosier state. I’m excited about moving, but it’s certainly bittersweet. This is my cat, Trina. The last few years with her have been tough. She has cancer and has been through two surgeries. She is a super resilient little thing. As of October it has been a year that the vet told me she would live only about 2 more weeks. Her tumor came back with a vengeance just 2 weeks after her second surgery. I had prepared myself and resigned to the fact that she would have to be put down. The vet told me when it seemed like her days were getting bad just to bring her in and they would take care of her…ie, THE SHOT.
As fate would have it, she never seemed to act any different. She is much skinnier than she was, even though she still eats like a pig. Apparently the type of tumor she has “feeds” and they eat the same but loose weight. She still chases the dog and for the most part is her usual self. The last month or so I have noticed her sleeping more and I really thought I would end up putting her down before my move. But, I just don’t think she is ready to go yet. I’m so torn up about leaving her, but I know the move would be hard for her, not to mention my boyfriend is allergic (and we will be living together) and my parents have offered to take care of her for me. She knows them, and she really likes my dad…but still it breaks my heart and I can’t stop crying about it. It’s turns my stomach the thought of saying goodbye to her, mostly because I know she won’t be here much longer, but also that I’m leaving her when I feel like I should be here for her. So there you have it, I’m a huge traitor. I know there are much worse things in the world, but it still feels crappy.
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Thank you for your nice comment on my blog. I feel so bad about your cat. I think you will make the right choice when the time comes. She looks so darling and sweet. She loves you. Take care.
Nice, display pictures of her like that and you make my eyes get all watery. Is Elton John going to kick in with a norma jean gone crazy Trina cat song soon? I'm sorry that you feel like a traiter. Mom and dad are great. They just want to make your life easier and truthfully, she will be spoiled much more than you could ever imagine. Dad will call you one day and say something in passing like "you know, that cat of yours really loves corn chips." Then, she will get REALLY FAT and live another 8 or 9 years. It will be all right sissy. I think that vet may have been all wrong.
I am sorry for your sadness regarding your cat. Cats are the most beautiful creatures, I love mine to bits. I think you are being kind to her by not taking her and upsetting her with a move and she is not ready for the afterlife, so you have made the best decision that you could. It is still hard isn't it?
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