Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I had to put down my cat Punkinhead yesterday. She hadn't been eating and was so skinny. I was afraid she would starve to death, so I finally took her to the vet. I don't have a job and have limited resources, and I was hoping she would get well on her own. That's why I delayed taking her to see a doctor. He examined her, and could hardly hear her heart, it was so muffled. After an x-ray he explained her lungs were full of fluid. He didn't know the cause, either a tumor or heart disease, and advised the best thing was to put her down.
That was in my mind as I was driving to the vet. She was about 20yrs old and sickly. But when the vet confirmed, I was so sad. I held her as he injected her, and it was all over. And now I really miss her. I am in mourning.
Eventually I will get another cat, but right now I am so sad, and crying as I write this. In a little while - next week maybe. Not today.