Our beloved cat Rudy died today, at the young age of eight.Â
We took him from the emergency care folks over to the animal hospital for surgery this morning – didn’t say a proper goodbye, perhaps because we knew it probably might be goodbye for good – and left him there, rubbing his face against the front gate of his carrier.
At 11:30, the surgeon, Dr. Sager, called to tell me that he had bad news: Rudy’s intestine was fully cancerous, and his liver was almost completely gone (perhaps because of the peritonitis). The humane thing to do was to put Rudy to sleep, and not try to wake him up.
And so Rudy is gone, and I miss him – a lot. He was a great cat, and we loved him.
As if you can’t tell from my nome de plume, Rudy was, at the least, inspiring. He had a good run with us, and now it’s time to let him go. He was the best.
I’m sorry. He was a great cat. Big hugs to both of you and the rest of the kitty family.
Love, J
He was the best.
Thanks for the hugs.
Sorry to hear of this- death is part of life/life goes on/love those that are around you and move forward. Many hugs and take care.
dick/fotorr
thanks, Dick! the two kitties we still have are getting a lot of extra love these days…
Oh Abby, I’m so sorry. He was such a cute and loveable cat…I actually remember him! It’s never easy, and comforting words don’t always sink in, but being a fellow feline lover, I do feel for you. Sigh. Life does go on, as Dick writes, but it’s bound to suck for awhile.
Love,
liz
thanks, Liz! 🙂