Putting Bitch Cat down is easily one of the hardest decisions I've ever made, and something I did not decide on lightly. It was decision several months in the making, and one about which I am comfortable (albeit very sad).
This post is a tribute to the sweetest, gentlest, silliest cat I've ever known, and one that will live in my heart forever.
|Caught red handed! Possibly the first picture I ever took of Bitch Cat, 4/2010|
I met Bitch Cat in January 2010, when my boyfriend at the time took her from his sister. His sister lived in a house with two other cats, two large dogs, and a lot of people. Bitch Cat, in her old age, was often picked on by the other animals and in general did not appreciate all the ruckus going on around her.
I loved her more than I've ever loved anything, but she still irritated the living daylights out of me sometimes. She begged for food, wanted to lay on me at the absolute WORST times (do homework deadlines mean nothing to felines?), and sometimes just stared at me for hours while I watched TV. I told her she was "so stupid" and "so dumb" very often, and I'm pretty sure from the way I said it that she thought I was calling her "beautiful" and "princess."
|One of her first days at the apartment|
Bitch Cat was my very first cat, and really the first pet that I fully cared for on my own. She became my best friend. She was there for me through some of the roughest days of my life, as well as some of the best. I'll always look back on my first two years on my own with happiness because of all the joy she brought to my life. My only regret is that I could only be with her for the last two years of her life. Our time together was too short.
|Bitch Cat's last picture ever | 3/12/2012|
It's weird to know she's not here in the apartment with me now. At any moment, I expect for her to come and lay with me on my bed, or scratch at my door for attention. I expect her to come and greet me when I walk in to the living room, or to be drinking water from the toilet when I walk into the bathroom. But she isn't, and that is an adjustment that I will have to make.
I am just glad for all the photos, the videos, and the great memories I have with her. She was loved by so many people. My friends have all been really great and supportive. I wish that things didn't have to end -- ever -- but I know that life throws us fastballs sometimes, and it is up to us to decide on how to spin them.
Bitch Cat, you will always be missed. You will always be loved. You will always hold the most special place in my heart. I was extremely blessed to have been able to spend your last two years with you. Thank you for that chance.