
Not the greatest shot, today, but one of only a few shots in existence showing Merry and Mookie, our kitty, in the same shot (they tend to avoid each other).
We learned this weekend that Mookie, (age 19) is very sick and will likely only be with us for another short while – days, likely. Her illness is being managed palliatively right now, with mild painkillers and antibiotics to kill some of the infection, but they are a short-term measure and it will not be long until we need to put her down.
I’ve grown close to this noisy, cranky old lady in the past two years – she was my fiance’s cat but since he was wanting to spend so much time at my place the last few months before we moved in together, we moved her into my condo, and then she came with us to the house. She’s been with me every day since, yowling and asking for head scratches or good long cuddles during the day while I work. I was terrified of cats when I met her, but I’ve grown to love her and cats in general thanks to her influence. See more & better photos of Mookie on Flickr.
I’ve never lost a pet before, so this will be a tough week or two. Bear with me, folks.