At approximately 2:00 PM today, Bella Cat died. She’s been declining for a while and although we weren’t sure we were making the right call, we took her to the vet today to help her move on. The vet, after examining her, reassured us over and over again that it was the right call. Unknown to us when we made the appointment, Bella had a mass on or near her kidneys. She seemed to be in pain whenever she would eat or drink or use the litter box and that, in addition to her diagnosed dementia, was why we made the appointment in the first place. Her quality of life was not good except when she was in a stupor from drugs. The dementia was causing her to be in panic mode nearly all the time. The only time she wasn’t yowling and meowing as if in pain was when she was being held or high on drugs.
I want to write something up for Bella the way I did for Izzy last year, but I just can’t right now. This year has already brought a lot in terms of my health adventures, some family news that isn’t great (but not unfixable), and the death of another of our furry family members is too much right now. My photos are packed away, too, so I can’t really go through and find some of the old ones of Bella until we get settled (no idea when that will be — we’re still in Maryland for now).
I just want to mark the date. My blog(s) are helpful when it comes to that. And maybe I just want to start down the road towards grieving Bella. Writing helps. I don’t know how or why. Just that it does.
One last note or two: I could almost swear I saw Bella leave her body during her last breath. Maybe Izzy was there to greet her. I hope so.
breezes at dawn 