My Little Friend

Rusty died today, not by accident but by design. One day after his seventeenth birthday the vet came and stopped his heart. He looked at us and said one last “meow”. I guess the shot hurt.

God, this is hard. Say what you will about pets vs. people, losing anything that you love is wrenching. I knew Rusty for seventeen years. Every time I came in the door, he was there. Every time I fell asleep, he was on the bed, and there when I awoke.

I’m sad and I’m happy that he’s gone. Happy? Yes, because he had something wrong with his digestive system and was slowly starving to death. We had the ability to give him a peaceful end at home sleeping on Mary Anne’s lap.

But I miss him terribly already and it will be a long time before I don’t.

Comments

  1. Michelle Power

    So so sorry Steve – Rusty was such a good kitty and I know how much he’ll be missed. You took good care of him and he had a wonderful life despite his illnesses.

  2. Ann

    Sending you some warm hugs. This is a sad time for you both as Rusty was such a wonderful cat. I remember him walking over the dining room table as owned his space.πŸ’ž

  3. Michael Barnes

    I’m very sorry that Rusty’s time on this terrestrial planet is over . . .
    You and MAB are due praise for helping him live for so long,
    and for curtailing distant vacations so he could call you back when needed.
    I am now drinking Chicken Broth (low sodium) every day in honor of him.
    Sending you thoughts and prayers of consolation, relief, and affirmation.
    Those are GREAT pictures!

  4. Lynne Phelps

    Your Lovee. Faithful, curious beast . He was a lucky dude to live with you both as you were fortunate as well to share in his life.
    Much love

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