Boy Kitty 1990-2009

I put Boy Kitty to sleep this morning at about 10:30am. I knew it was time this morning when he did not eat and his breathing was still so bad. My mom and I brought him to the vet. We get into the examination room and I put him on the table. Usually, he's antsy and doesn't really appreciate being there but this morning he laid on his side stretched out... almost like he was saying he was ready and it was ok. He growled when they put the catheter in and when the doctor listened to his heart and lungs prior to the injection. That made me smile. I asked the doctor if he thought that he had fluid in his lungs and he said that there was alot going on and I did the right thing by bringing him in. He said some other comforting words... They were all very nice. My uncle Eugene (he found Boy Kitty as a kitten) and my mom were in the room with me. The vet said he'd do it when I was ready. I leaned over him and cried, cried, cried... whispered that I loved him.. he's a good boy... and good night. Last night and this morning I had a talk with him and told him what was going to happen today. I thanked him for being a patient, loyal, and loving companion and I hoped he had a good life with me. I told him he was the best cat ever. I said some other stuff. I nodded to the vet that it was time and the change was so subtle and peaceful. I petted him for a little bit afterwards... the vet closed his eyes... we wrapped him up in the towel... We took him home to my parents house. My uncle bought a tool box and put him in it (I petted him one last time) and then sealed it. We put a note inside - that we loved him - and my uncle put him in the ground. My uncle bought one of those solar light landscaping stakes -- just one -- and put it on his gravesite. I am going to get a little stone with his name on it soon. I wanted to cremate him but it was way too expensive. The next best thing was my parents back yard where he liked to walk around and eat grass. I'm just so fucking depressed. Empty. But I know it was the best thing to do for him. It was his time.



Saturday sunset. I held Boy Kitty up to look at the golden sky with double rainbows.


Boy Kitty in better days... 'night, kitten...