Whoosey the Third: Summer 2000 - October 15, 2007

(Her legs had vet wrap on; the photo was from right after her operation in February)

I don't really want to write about it -- there's really no words for how shattered and angry I feel right now. All I can think of is that she should be here, that she wasn't ready and was still so full of life...it all happened in under 12 hours, and I had no choice at the end but to make the decision and hold her as she was put to sleep.

Whoo was one of the absolute sweetest, smartest, softest-furred cats I've ever gotten to spend time with... She taught me the meaning of the term "loving life" with her playful, inquisitive, enthusiastic, affectionate personality; she was seven years old, but still had the cute attitude of a kitten. Almost nothing has gotten me to do more than smile in the last several years, but even on the worst of days, she'd set off a little burst of laughter from sheer loving joy just by being herself.

Tags: loss, whoosey iii
Current Mood: crushed