Posted by BarbaraCat on July 27, 2004, at 23:20:03
Tonight is my kitty's last night. Merlin has been battling FIV since he was diagnosed last December. He's probably had it much longer, but he just loves life so much. We've had him 14 wonderful years, our first kitten, our magical sweetheart. Knowing we've had these good years together do not make this passage any easier. I've been having gutwrenching sobs the past week, seeing him suffer so much, his glorious Maine Coon furryness so thin, knowing that it's time. I'm just getting past my Mom's death a year ago December. This is no less difficult.
Please keep me and my husband in your heart, anyone who reads this. The next few weeks will be rough. If only we knew, really really really REALLY KNEW that we'd see them, hold them, know them, again. It's the not knowing, the cold shadow of doubt that there's any friggin sense in any of this that is making everything so hard. I want so much to have faith, but help my unbelief. - BarbaraCat
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