The Old Cat
Mar. 25th, 2016 05:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodyrosemccoyWent to give Fern her breakfast the other morning and she was stone-dead. Like, cartoonishly so, head lolled to the side. I guess I shouldn't be surprised--she WAS an 18-year-old cat--but, y'know. Damn.
At least she seemed to have a nice last week. I brushed her and she liked that, and the spring days were making her happy. And she died in her bed. So hopefully she went peacefully. I worry that I didn't give her a nice enough life--I did relegate her to the garage because she hated the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee, and also because she had a tendency to miss the litterbox. But I made a lovely little canopy bed for her, and she had a space heater, and good food, and I snuggled her when I could. But. You always ask yourself those questions.
But I think it was okay.
Stupid cat.
At least she seemed to have a nice last week. I brushed her and she liked that, and the spring days were making her happy. And she died in her bed. So hopefully she went peacefully. I worry that I didn't give her a nice enough life--I did relegate her to the garage because she hated the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee, and also because she had a tendency to miss the litterbox. But I made a lovely little canopy bed for her, and she had a space heater, and good food, and I snuggled her when I could. But. You always ask yourself those questions.
But I think it was okay.
Stupid cat.
