I know not everyone is a pet person but I’ve always been surrounded by furry little things. I honestly cannot remember a time in my life when I did not have a pet of some sort. I love both cats and dogs but I have a special heart for sweet kitties. I’m also one of those who gets very attached to their pet. My kitties are my fur babies.
I’ve had quite a few kitties in my life. Some we had to find new homes for because of behavior issues and others we we have lost due to unexpected illnesses. This week has been a rough one for us. My sweet little calico Calleigh Rae got very sick. We noticed she wasn’t really eating and then after a day or so she just laid around in the same spot all day long. Not really normal for a 5 year old kitty. I took her to the vet and found out that she had regenerative anemia. The doctor was shocked at how low her red blood cell count was. He told me that while she tested negative for feline leukemia he wanted to try her on a steroid and stronger antibiotic to see how she responded. I could tell by his demeanor that it didn’t look good.
We brought Calleigh home on Tuesday and she was treated like she was in a five star hotel. Her favorite place to lay was in front of the heating register so we made her a little blanket bed so she was comfy. We gave her watered down soft food and prayed that she would at least take some of it. Poor girl was so weak. She didn’t even fight me when I gave her medicine to her. My husband even gave up his spot in bed so she could lay next to me on the electric blanket.
Yesterday I called to talk to the vet and updated them on her condition. She didn’t seem to be getting any better and they expected a response to the medication by now. She also seemed to be having hard time breathing. I decided to take her in. I didn’t want my baby girl to suffer. I would have loved for her to stay home until her last moment but she was in pain and I didn’t want her to hurt. So yesterday at 2 in the afternoon I held my sweet Calleigh girl one last time as she fell asleep in my arms. I kissed her and told her that it was all over…she was going to be good now, no more pain, and as I handed her over to the doctor I told her I loved her. How I wished in that moment that she could have spoken back…just so I could know that she was ok.
Sweet girl you are missed more than you know. We all keep looking for you, keep thinking we see you snuggled up somewhere…even Ed misses your crazy late night antics. The boys miss their Calleigh Girlie and I miss my late night snuggles on the couch. I miss your sweet paws reaching out to let me know that you don’t need to be pet but you just need to know that I’m close. I miss seeing you chase your tail while doing flips across the living room floor. I miss seeing you sun yourself in the window while you watch the birds outside. I just miss you and things just aren’t the same without you here. I love you, baby girl, and you will always be in my heart.