Sometimes a colorful life can be dulled by a grieving heart. My life is the color of sadness right now. Today I’m facing the reality that my sweet little kitty, Charlotte, is nearing the end of her earthly life. She has been my friend for nearly 18 years, trusting me to care for her. As this time has been drawing near, I’ve done a lot of thinking and praying about how to approach her care during this time. With Covid-19, I cannot go into the veteranary’s office. They pick up your pet at your car and call to update you. The trauma of forcing Charlotte into a carrier and then the drive would be awful for her. She has never liked trips to the vet’s office. During the last 4 years, she has not gone for yearly visits. The vet said since she doesn’t go outdoors ever she no longer needs the booster shots. She has enough immunity built into her body. I just want to make Charlotte’s last days/hours comfortable and safe for her. Right now she has hidden behind a large chest of drawers in the bedroom, a place I cannot reach her, and a place she has never gone to before. She isn’t moving anything but her head and ears when I talk to her. For the past couple of weeks she has been avoiding food off and on, vomiting, and sleeping the rest of the time. Her back legs seem to be very tender making her gait unsteady. She isn’t using the litter box probably because she isn’t taking anything in. So, yes, my colorful life is a little dulled right now.
Sharing the colors I put to paper over the past week and wishing you all a blessed Thanksgiving.