The Last Farewell -
Come with me my gentle love
and let me hold you near.
I'll soothe you with my softest words
and never mind the tears.
I'll whisper words of love to you
so you will always know...
how much my heart is breaking now
as I gently let you go.
We've traveled years and miles, we two,
you've been my constant friend.
And now the kindest gift I give
brings us to this end.
Your legs grew weak,
your eyes grew tired;
I watched time take its toll.
In my heart you're still the kitten
I held so long ago.
I cannot watch you suffer now,
my love is much too deep.
So close your eyes my little love,
I'll hold you as you sleep.
I'll stroke your soft, soft, silken fur
and gently ease the pain.
And pray to all the gods I know
that we will meet again.
I knew this day would come my love
I knew it from the start.
I did not know the price would be
a large piece of my heart.
I'll grieve for you because I must
I'll shed hot, heavy tears.
But the sorrow of this day won't dim
the love we shared for years.
~Constance Jenkins
Mere moments after arriving at their forever home 5/17/1998 - (Powder on right)
This awesome little creature was a constant part of our lives for 19 years.
How Powder got her forever home -
How Powder got her forever home -
Snoozing with her first dog-buddy, Jordan Circa 1998
Always enjoyed a good nap!
Loved Daddy's Skritches!
Knew the sound of the treat jar!
Mommy's Heart
Peek-A-Boo on our O-Hi-O deck
Always ready for a close-up
My lovely, calico baby...
As some of you may know from my Facebook page, Powder had a UTI that had been treated, but seemed to reoccur last week. Last Wednesday we went in to see our great feline veterinarian at Northland Cat Clinic . Labs were drawn, blood pressure was taken - Powder checked out great. The Vet even said that her kidney function was that of a cat 10 years younger than she was. She had gained weight. She acted happy and frisky - even accepted the advances of our Vet and purred and arched her back when she was shown affection (very un-Powder-like!) Things were fine on Thursday morning - breakfast eaten and happy to relax and watch the world go by. Thursday night she seemed lethargic and she didn't want to eat (!). We coaxed a few bites, but all she wanted to do was snuggle around my neck. She shivered a bit, but I attributed that to the air conditioning and the fact that she had just received a lions cut - I just held her tight and she stopped shivering and began to purr in her normal fashion. We all fell asleep for the night. Things were much worse on Friday morning - no appetite, very weak and a bit disorientated. I called the Vet and we went right in.
Upon examination, her body temperature was very low. But even worse, her heart rate was decreasing by the minute. Powder was in heart failure. Our Vet explained that given her age, there were not many options and that her prognosis was "very guarded". After a few moments, her heart rate was checked again. Even lower than the last time. Our Vet then said, "I think she is making the decision for you". So for one last time, I held my little girl. We put her back on her travel bed and gently helped her to the Bridge. I had the privilege of stroking her fur and looking into her eyes. Powder left us quickly and peacefully.
We know the grieving process far too well. We know that eventually it gets easier to think of her without the grief and the tears. But like all of the ones who came before - the absence of her being here - well, it still hurts and stings like hell. We've loved every one of our fur kids - we know from the beginning that this is what you sign up for - and every time - with Jordan, Payton, Parker, Diamond and Puff - the pain swells and almost sweeps you under. But you get better. You have other little mouths to feed and fur to stroke and they need you and count on you. So, as each day passes, you get a little better. You start to smile when you think of them and cry a little less...
Until we meet again little girl. ❤
Semper in corde meo
