Today was a day I have been dreading for quite some time now. Today was the day that we let our Percy go. I wish things would have been different and we could have our orange bear with us forever. But it was time.
For the last week or so Percy has been crying in pain and really only wanted to be holed up in the bathroom with the radiator blowing on him. He was getting more disoriented every day and it seemed like everything was painful for him. Even his shots were bothering him. I was so hoping it would pass. This past Saturday he just gave me this look like “I’m done.” Since we have always wanted to do right by Percy we knew it was time. So, we started his bucket list. Percy enjoyed some butter, napped on any bed of his choice and drank out of the toilet to his heart’s content. He got some photo bombing in and even took a snooze with me on the couch.
Even though I knew it was the right thing to do I agonized over the decision for the rest of the weekend. I thought for sure by Monday morning he would be back to normal. But he wasn’t. He actually seemed worse. With a heavy heart I called the vet this morning to see when I could bring Percy in. I was surprised when they told me that he could come this afternoon. In a way I am glad that he could get in right away. It was so hard watching him suffer.
Instead of putting Percy in his cat carrier for the ride over I decided to let him ride right next to me. I figured his last ride to the vet should be dignified 😉 I laid some towels down and turned the heated seat so he would be nice and warm. Surprisingly, we had a good ride to the vet and he even let me pet him on the way. When we got to the vet I brought in his diabetic supplies first. (They were nice enough to take them) Then they got a room ready for him while I grabbed him from the car.
Once we got in the room we had a talk with the vet about what had been going on with Percy lately. After a rundown of his symptoms she agreed that letting him go was best. She thought maybe his kidneys were failing and a little dementia too. (Of course without testing we will never know for sure) Percy received two shots. The first shot was to calm him and the second shot was to send him on to that big litter box in the sky. After the first shot Percy let out three hisses. (I’m guessing one for each person that was in the room.) Then he laid down on a blanket and went to sleep. I decided that I didn’t think I could make it through the second shot so we got some alone time to say our goodbyes. It wasn’t long after we started that he was gone. I guess with him being so sick it didn’t take much. I stayed for as long as I could with him. Then I grabbed some to go Kleenex and headed home. We are getting his paw print in clay made for us. That should be ready tomorrow. I am going to be that crazy cat lady and display it proudly 🙂
As much as it hurts to say goodbye watching him suffer was harder. In Percy’s 10.5 years he saw us through some of the toughest times of our lives. He was more than a pet; he was family. It was only right that we did what was best for him. Percy had more of an attitude than the average feline and he wasn’t afraid to show it. He was picky on who he liked until the past year or so. I guess he found more love in his heart later in life 😉 But he always loved us and we loved him. If you were ever feeling down you could guarantee Percy would find you and your lap in minutes. He was always making sure that we were happy. Percy also had a way of sleeping right up against us. I mean so close that you would wake up stiff because you couldn’t move. We always joked that sleeping by Percy was like the scene from Forrest Gump when Bubba says to Forrest: “I’m gonna lean up against you, you just lean right back against me.” Except you really couldn’t lean up against Percy or he would retaliate. Percy was always playful even in the last week he got a little playtime in. He had one heck of a life. Four moves, a grub in his neck, carpet stuck in his behind, eating insulation, diabetes and many more crazy things. It seemed like Percy always came out of any hardships that he faced. I still think that he is going to walk in any minute. As much as I complained about his fur I am so going to miss feeling that furry cat winding around my legs.
We had a good run Percy. You were my constant companion and you were always there when I needed you most. I can only hope I was the same for you. You were one of a kind and I will never forget the day I came home to a little orange kitten waiting for me. Goodbye Percy, you were my best good friend.
Pictures from today <3