Happy Birthday!

It is the wonderful nimenic's birthday. I wish you a fantastic year. I hope it is filled with love, family, friends and happiness!

Happy Birthday and wishing you many wonderful and creative years ahead nimenic



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Reconciled

I think I am pretty much reconciled to the fact that today is going to be Smudge's last day. I got very little sleep last night, and when I did get up, was sick. I'm thinking that I really should try and eat something, maybe something easy to digest, like a banana.

Smudge is eating well, but has mostly been sleeping or resting. So looks like she is going quietly. David will be here at 2pm, and I am going to make pasta for our meal. I hope that I will be able to eat it.

Even with such little sleep, I am not tired. Just getting ready to say goodbye to Smudge, when I take her to the vet for her 6:10 appointment. We have had 17, mostly happy, years together. So I am lucky.

Smudge, RIP

As expected, Smudge didn't make it. I was a little early, but was taken right away. The lady vet took one look at her, did an exam, and said that yes, letting her be put to sleep was the kindest in the end. I am sorry to say that I was not strong, and couldn't watch it happen, and pet her in the end. I had intended to, but broke down, the vet was very understanding. I also couldn't bring her ashes home either. I want to remember her when she was alive.

Such as:-

The times my mom stayed with us, and taught her to attack peoples hands and arms. Lots of my friends were scared of her because of it.

Her first Christmas when mom stayed here, and her first New Year, when we both stayed at Moms.

Her favourite toy was a ballon, which I would half blow up. She tried to be careful with them. One night even managing to drag one up-stairs to the bed.

When she was a kitten, she used to try and sleep on my head, putting baby claws in my scalp, and waking me up.

When I was redecorating the living room, she decided to be busy as well, and caught three birds (I saved them), but had feather everywhere, including the paste I was using for the wallpaper, ruining it.

When she found a nest of mice, and killed five in one night.

David an I went to Drymen, and had a walk up to the viewpoint. We were going to go to The Bucanan Arms Hotel, but it was too noisy. We went to the Balloch House Hotel instead, and had a drink to say goodbye.

When I came home a small part of me was expecting her to be sitting in front of the fire. I was disappointed when she was not. After Michael died, she was the one I came home to, now there is no-one

I will respond to comments soon. David is still here to offer support, but must sign off now!