RIP Psyche
A few hours ago, we euthanized our twelve-year-old calico cat, Psyche. Cause of death: end-stage renal failure, severe anemia, and 22% weight loss. Our sweet girl had a gradual decline over the past several months, but the last few days were drastic. Her once thick, gorgeous fur coat became a tangled mess of mats as she no longer groomed herself. Also missing was her full-throated motorboat purr, replaced by a weak cry. She had little interest in her morning wet food treat and completely declined her dry kibble. Our veterinarian was empathetic and wholeheartedly agreed with our decision. She dispatched our girl over the rainbow bridge with two quick injections. Psyche will join our 19-year-old black cat, Betty Anne, who died on Halloween, our Shi Tzu, Haiku, who passed from lymphoma, and Phoenix, our first Labradoodle, a victim of a thoughtless hit and run. I envision them happily running and playing. I reminisced about the tiny wild kitten, who on Christmas Day, jumped onto an end tab...