There are always hard times in life. Especially when moving half way across the world, things seem bigger then. But this post has nothing to do with movving. One second something is there, the next instant everything is moving out from under your feet. I tell you what, though, no matter how fast or long you fall God always catches you.
Our family have recently said goodbye to a much loved cat. After suffering for four days, vomiting and not being able to drink we realised after she ate some string it had got caught in her intestines. Her condition blew out of proportion when she developed a fever. After we found her hiding in the toilet on the tiles to keep cool we knew she couldn’t suffer any more and made the decision. Everybody kissed beautiful Maisey and said goodbye and daddy and I took her to the vet to release her from her pain. This is the most heart breaking thing I have ever been though. I knew if I wasn’t there holding her till the end I would beat myself up about it forever. I felt she would feel alone and scared and I wanted to be able to be there letting her know it was all going to be ok. In the car I pushed the air from the car onto her to keep her cool and held her tight. I felt how thin she was and how she hadn’t cleaned herself for days. She just laid on me limp and I knew it was time. I knew this was right.
In the vets I couldn’t contain my tears. They just flowed and there was nothing I could do. All I knew was this is the right thing to do and that I was so relived I was there to hold Maisey. We were called in and they took her away to place a drip where the needle would go in. It seemed she was gone forever and all i wanted was to be holding her while I could. Finally she came back in with a cute little cast which broke my heart because I knew we were so close to what was happening.
'You look so pretty Maisey' I choke back tears. She is sat on the bench and she just lies down like she knows it is time. I brace my hands over her body whispering I love her in her ear. The vet starts to inject her and I see her head relax as she is released of her pain. Sobbing I bury my face in her fur breathing her smell as if to lock it in my heart forever. The vet gives us a minute and I hug Maisey close. I try to close her eyes which are still open but they don’t which makes me more upset. I know she is happy now and she knew it was time. She didn’t fight, she knew it was time. She knew.
The vey comes back with a blanket and we place Maisey on it. She looks happily asleep as the vet curls her up in a natural sleeping position. Her eyes are still open so I pull her tail over her face and thank the Lord for this beautiful cat’s life. And thank Him she was loved and we were able do this and she didn’t die a painful death.
I am crying as I type this but for the first time in three days since she has been done I am peaceful. She is happy now and no longer in pain. Although my heart is aching for her and I miss the touch of her fur and I am upset our other cat Rose has lost her sister I know we haven’t lost everything. We still have each other and what we did was the right decision.
God has guided us and never left our sides. We are never alone.
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