Today is a sad day in our household. It was today we had to say farewell to the eldest of our pet cats, ‘Luka’
She was in every sense of the word a lady of elegance and impeccably, and fastidiously clean.
She lived to the ripe old age of twenty years, and has seen us all grow older, and faced many changes and challenges with us, as a family.
It is never easy when our family pets get old, and we know in our hearts that the kindest thing we could do for them, would be to take them to the vet, and face the gut wrenching, emotional choice, of agreeing to have them put peacefully to sleep.
Well, today as a family, we faced this very choice!
And, after deep discussion with our vet, her advice was exactly that which we had dreaded.
We were informed that her kidneys were failing, and that she was deeply dehydrated.
In the vets honest opinion, it would be the right thing to do, and indeed the kindest for ‘Luka’
The nurse and the vet initially anaesthetised her, and then she was returned to me in her extremely soporific state, then sympathetically, I was given time to say my final farewell.
Then after a further, respectable and dignified discussion, the vet sought my permission to send her on her journey.
Yes, it hurt, and yes I felt upset at having made this awful decision. But, for ‘Luka’, It was a peaceful, pain free passing. Conducted with consideration, thoughtfulness, and most importantly, genuine empathy.
It was also my decision to return her home to her family, where she was buried in one of her favourite little spots in the garden. Close enough for us to speak with her should we need to. And I sense that secretly we probably all will at some time.
Although I remain convinced this was the right thing to do. She will be sadly missed by us all.
“Farewell my little friend, run free now, run free!”