Saturday, August 30, 2008
Well, it's over. The vet and I agreed that we were just prolonging the inevitable and that she was probably in a fair amount of discomfort in her mouth (major decay set in when we switched her to wet food.) She gave her a shot in the hip that relaxed her. I held her and Mae pet her the entire time. Then she took her back and gave her some gas, and gave her a final shot to stop her heart. She's wrapped in a towel, in a cooler, til the boys get home. Then we'll decide whether to bury her in the backyard or cremate (!). I'm sad. But happy that she is at peace. We've been together for 15 years. At Cari's house all those years ago, while nannying for my nephew, we took in the stray pregnant kitty with the burned foot pads. I applied oil to her pads with a paintbrush and she slept with me every night. After birthing her 5 kittens, we left her there (with my SIL) while we set up the house back in Chicago. 2 months later, Electra and all 5 kittens came to live with us. I found the kittens homes (expect for Orestes, who we couldn't part with) and we became, as Paul's license plate still attests, "The Frisky Four." 2 moves, 3 kids, a dog, and 15+ years later, it's time to say goodbye. We love you, Electra (aka 'the nice kitty'). We will always remember you. Especially how you can be so sweet to the kids and so mean to Ole! Even Ole will miss you. Rest in peace, sweet kitty.