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blamebrampton ([personal profile] blamebrampton) wrote2008-03-17 06:18 pm
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It was ...

… a very good last day. There was sun, salmon, some compost guarding, and some me guarding as she checked the laptop posed no threat.

And, at the end, with all of us kneeling around her cushions in the garden, she tried to bite the vet despite being sedated to the eyeballs. Because near-death does not mean a Min cat should give up the fight. The vet was incredibly charmed by this, and described it as extremely Minlike. The vet nurse cheered Min on, which I suspect was a trifle treacherous.

It is clear to me now that I cannot die before J, because, like the good, strong, tough man he is, he is bawling.

[identity profile] catsintheattic.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
She went with dignity. And as painful as your loss is right now, this thought might offer some comfort.

*hugs*

[identity profile] blamebrampton.livejournal.com 2008-03-18 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we know we did the right thing. Though she went more with bad temper and outrage that she was being held down in the face of vet people ... Hey grumpiness was always one of her most endearing features.