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It was clear by late last night that the only kindness we could give Artemis was an easy exit: she had no purr, she no longer wanted to be touched or to have milk or water, she could hardly move or even sleep. So we called the vet this morning, and have just come back from having her euthanized. I spent some of the time in between assuring her it wouldn't be much longer.
It did seem to be an easy death: Andy and I were both there, touching her gently, as the vet and his assistant put the needle in. The vet assured us that we were doing the right thing, which we knew but it did no harm to be told again. He also said we could stay with her body as long as we liked, but what we needed was to get outside and walk, so we did, a mile or so in the sunshine.
Eighteen years. My fuzz-beast, my chest cat, my Arte-pretty fuzzfriend.
It did seem to be an easy death: Andy and I were both there, touching her gently, as the vet and his assistant put the needle in. The vet assured us that we were doing the right thing, which we knew but it did no harm to be told again. He also said we could stay with her body as long as we liked, but what we needed was to get outside and walk, so we did, a mile or so in the sunshine.
Eighteen years. My fuzz-beast, my chest cat, my Arte-pretty fuzzfriend.
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