My dear friends, as you know I live with 2 cats, or should I say now with one cat.
I've been to France over the weekend and yesterday when I came back home I got so scared. Bonnie was lying in the entry and didn't welcome me, as she usually did. Something was not normal, I even kicked her a little with my foot because my first thought was "she's dead", but she wasn't.
She was quite ok on friday when I left, she even jumped on my knees to cuddle, but now she was so weak, so skinny, I had such a pain seeing her like this. What should I do?
She had some kidney problems for about a year, I had to give her liquid perfusions (is this the right word?) under the skin some time ago, so I decided to do that again, just to make it over the night.
This morning she didn't seem better, she couldn't get up anymore, her breathing was accelerated, no more voice.
I couldn't stand that anymore, so I decided to go to the vet and make an end to that suffering.
My heart was with her when I took that decision, she was a true friend for me for about 17 years and now I had to let her go.
Good-bye my lovely Bonnie, you had a great life, you will always be in my heart.
Here she is, on one of her favourite places and when I look out of this window now, I think of her.