If you know me personally or have been a reader here for some time (does anyone read here anymore?) then you are familiar with my cat Mickey.
If not, let me give you a briefing: Seven years ago when we moved, our cat Mickey could not accept the move and kept going back to our old house. We tried everything! He'd even stay for quite a while then one day he'd be gone and we'd find him at the old house. The new owners of the house took it all in good humor and after a while just allowed him to stay. He was mostly an outside cat so they had a little house for him and fed him. We handled shot and vet visits. I even at one time gave Mickey a weekly blog posting called Mickey On The Move.
Here's some highlights about Mickey:
Yes I'm Still Here
That last posting listed was the last I had seen Mickey in over 2 years (other than when I'd drive by the house and see him on their porch) and hubby and I had been talking about him a week or so ago. I had said since Mickey is an outside cat and now 16 years old, he'd probably just wander off somewhere and die - we'd never really know. The Stoner's would just say they hadn't seen him in a long time and somehow we all would just know.
Not to be.
We got notification that Mickey wasn't walking right and we picked him up Sunday evening so we could take him to the vets on Monday. Mickey wasn't happy to be here and I'm not real sure he remembers us, but he did eat and drink and then went to the basement for the night. He was putting all his weight on one side and sometimes his whole back end would go out. It was sad.
The above is truly the last photo I'll have of Mickey. We decided he could no longer function properly as an outside cat and made the hard decision of having him put down. His condition could of been a stroke or blood clots. I chose against further testing; I knew what needed to be done.
A FB friend sent this poem:
You'll See Me In The Light
I know that you can't see me,
but trust me I'm right here,
although I'm up in heaven,
my love for you stays here.
So often I see you crying,
many times you call my name,
I want so much to lick your face,
and ease some of your pain.
I wish that I could make you see
that Heaven indeed is real,
If you could see me run and play,
how much better you would feel.
But our loving God has promised me,
that when the time is right,
you'll step outside the darkness
and meet me in the light.
Enjoy The Rainbow Bridge Mickey - I'm sure your mom Spunky and brother Sebastian were there to meet you. I bet even little Sookie (whom you never knew) greeted you as well.