Oh, Sakura. :'(
Its so hard when your kitty isn't well and there isn't anything you can do to fix it and make the poor feline all better. I had a very special kitty named Muffy. She was a grey and white long haired tuxedo and acted more like a dog than a cat. She would comfort you when you were crying, and yowl at my mother and I to stop screaming at eachother whenever we strongly disagreed on a subject, because she apparently didn't like conflict. She would also follow you around the house, and was always there to greet me when I came home from school. I even told her my deepest darkest secrets knowing that she would never tell. She was like a sister to me. A furry, four legged sister.
She eventually came down with kidney complications, a common thing in older cats, and then the kidneys failed, the liver failed, and we thought it best to end her suffering. She could barely walk and was a gaunt skeleton towards the end.
Then I had to go through the same thing with a second cat, a short haired tortie named Myrtle. Its tough and never gets any easier. I wish you comfort and peace when the time does come to say goodbye to her, and see her off to the rainbow bridge.
I do believe that the animals that have touched our lives in the mortal realm, go onto to be a sort of guardian spirit to us as they pass onto the immortal plane of the afterlife. I know Muffy is always watching over me, and she does visit me in dreams from time to time. I know its weird, but she does. She is always going to be the most special cat in the world to my heart, and no other cat will ever hold a candle to her in my eyes.
“The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
Last edited by TheCrabbyTabby; 09-05-2012 at 12:21 AM.