Jynxie was diagnosed with diabetes a little over a year ago and had slowly deteriorated. The vet advised us that sometimes cats with diabetes do well on insulin and others not so much. At first Jynx was responding well and seemed to be feeling better, then around Christmas time her body stopped responding to the insulin. We knew that her kidneys were starting to shut down and I had to make the decision that it was time. The vet concurred with my decision and said that if I hadn't brought her in that she probably would of had a seizure and died at home within a month. While this decision was a difficult one, I know it was the right one. Her quality of life was not great and I didn't want her to be in pain anymore.
Saying goodbye to Jynx was definitely a hard thing to do. I had made the appointment a week prior, just to give us some final time with her as well as to give us time to prep the girls. I got a few books from the library on losing a pet and the night before the four of us sat down with the girls to have a discussion. Addison shed a few little crocodile tears and didn't say a whole lot. Alexis had a full on nasty cry and kept saying she didn't want Jynxie to go to heaven.
The night of her appointment, Terry helped me get Jynx in her crate. I set her on the coffee table and gave the girls a chance to say their final goodbyes. Addison again had a few little tears sliding down her cheek. Alexis was a sobbing mess. I was generally OK until Terry started crying and then I got sick to my stomach. I left with Jynxie and Terry stayed home to console the girls. We decided that they didn't need to be a part of the final appointment. Which in hindsight was definitely best!!
It's been a hard few weeks. Jynxie was more like a dog than she ever was a cat. Until about six months ago, she would be waiting for me at the door when I came home from work and she was always an active part of our family activities.
The day after we said goodbye, the girls got up and were getting ready for school as usual. Part of our morning routine was that the girls would help me feed and get water for Jynx. I will never forget the sad look on Addison's face when she looked up at me standing next to Jynxie's food bowl and said "I guess we don't have to do this anymore". I'm very thankful that while I was at work that day, Terry casually removed all the remaining traces of "jynxie reminders" from the house.
It's truly amazing how attached and how much a part of your life an animal can be. Jynx never left my side the entire time I was on bed rest with the girls. She was the only one who ever got to feel the babies kick in my belly. She would meow non-stop at me when I got out of bed during my bed rest phase.....almost as if she was yelling at me for being up. When the girls were first home from the hospital she would lay right next to their bassinets or right outside their bedroom door every night. Whenever one of them would cry during the middle of the night, she would instantly jump up onto my bed, as if she was telling me that the girls needed my attention. She's always been more than just a cat!!!
R.I.P. JYNXIE CAT....7-5-2002--2-5-2014
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