21 November 2013
Today, I said goodbye to our friend, Patrick. An old and loved cat, she was having liver and kidney issues with a not-so-nice tumor.
Our 2 (and 1/4) year old doesn't understand and probably won't miss her, but I explained that Patrick was very sick and had to go to the doctor. Then as we left, I tried to explain that she wasn't coming home, that she's going to have a big sleep at the vet and we won't see her anymore.
He said a few times after we were home, "Patrick's gone to the doctor, she has a sick tummy."
I feel silly for feeling sad, but I'd be heartless if I didn't feel a little sad. She wasn't often a cuddly cat and she picked her favourites rarely, but I still loved having her around.
I adopted her from the SPCA but found she was very happy to be inside and wasn't afraid of us when I got her so I'm guessing that she must have been someone's pet cat before then.
See ya later Patty.
PS Thanks for hugs today.