Sadness

Gizzy took a turn for the worst this past week and had an appointment on Friday to administer a few shots and fluids to see if she could bounce back a bit and keep fighting.

She perked up a little Friday. She came and laid by my side while I typed away on the computer. She even was able to sneak up on me. It was a pleasant surprise. But Saturday she was pretty stationary. I kept thinking that the vet said that it could take a few days for the fluids to be absorbed and kick in, but no change by Sunday morning either. She was not eating, grooming, and weak.

I made "the decision" and then the call. My Little Girl would be away for most of the day and I felt that it would be best for her not to have to see me take her away. And for me, too. I was not ready to explain what was going on. I should have been prepared because I knew it was coming; just not this soon.

After the shaky call with the vet, I went to go get her and could not find her. She went in the dog kennel. It was the first time she had done this. I wondered what it meant. Did she know? Or was she going off to a secluded place to just be because she was ready? I do not know, but I will choose to believe the latter.

I miss her. She was the more social cat of the two so I always saw her. She is not there to rub on my legs and purr so very quietly, jump up on the dryer to say hi when I am doing laundry, at the back door wanting to go lay in the grass, or walk in front of the couch with only the tip of her long tail visible as she trots on by. She was truly a great cat!

I found this poem. I think it is really great and can only wish that it could really be true.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...