It was ...
Mar. 17th, 2008 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blamebrampton… 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.
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.
