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I’m so sorry for your loss.
Don’t beat yourself up about it. Hindsight is always 20/20, and you did what you could with the knowledge you had at the time. There was no way for you to know that she’d go downhill so quickly, or that she’d disappear while you were containing the housecat. You did not fail her. <hugs>[/QUOTE]
I can’t say it any better. You did what you could, when you could.
Go have a drink or a beverage of your choice, you’ve earned it.
Bless your heart. These are such hard decisions. We are always going to second guess ourselves. I think that is normal, it is because we care.
So sorry for your losses - you did everything you could and must have taken very care of her to have a 16 year old barn cat at all.
Hugs from VA
More hugs, you did the best you could when you could. She was lucky to have you for so many years!
So sorry, for all of your recent losses.
Jeanie
Always tough to lose our furry friends. You’ve lost a lot lately. Sympathies. Nice to know that someone takes such good care of their pets.
Hugs to you - you have had a rough year. You obviously care for your critters and do your best for them.
I’m so sorry about MIss Kitty. You sound like you have been having a rough time lately. I feel so bad for you.
Remember, you did what you could. You are not a god, you are a human being. How could you have known where she was or anything else. She had a good life with you and you did not let her suffer at the end. That’s all any of us can do.
I’m so sorry about your kitty. You did what you could. RIP Barn Kitty.
So sorry for the loss of your sweet kitty. And yes, I agree with you, she let you help out when she needed it most.
I had a feral cat drag itself to my yard two years ago, and it was dying loudly and slowly. There was no way I could even approach it safely for either of us, so I called a neighbor who came and shot it for me.
I hated having to make that call, but it was the best choice at the time. Had I been able to approach or contain the cat I could have driven it to a local vet, or called one to come, but this poor kittie was a wreck and I didn’t want to increase his stress further (was visibly trying to crawl away from me/hiss and claw at me when I got close).
To the OP - Sorry to hear about your loss; hugs to you and have no regrets. We have had two cats pass away in the last few years, both in their teens. So many memories, and wonderful memories at that! No regrets!
So sorry to hear about your kitty. It sounds like you did the right thing for her. Hugs for all your recent losses.
Thank you all for your kind thoughts. I was of course very upset about losing my dog and my old horse but I am really surprised at how this cat’s death has gotten to me. I just got in from night check and I STILL look over to her bed and am surprised she isn’t there. She has been there every night for 14 years and feeding her was always the last thing I did before leaving the barn.
Can I share a few stories about her? This is the cat that found my husband’s wedding ring. His ring went mysteriously missing and he could not find it. Searched high and low for weeks. Went so far as to put down a deposit on another ring from the same custom jeweller.
One night I went out to feed. At that time we had an empty stall and I was storing some hay in it. I go in the barn and she is being very vocal, is sitting on the bales, meow, meow, meow but won’t leave the bales. I walk over to pat her “Hey, what’s up” and sitting right between her front paws is his wedding band. No idea how it got there (although I did cross examine him about a roll in the hay…)
She enjoyed making my dogs look like…well…dogs. One day I caught them giving her a short chase up a tree. I call them over and give them a harsh talking to about how we don’t chase cats on this farm and any dog caught chasing a cat is going to be on a very short leash, etc. They guiltily slink off. However, when my back is turned they quietly go back to the tree and sit at the base, staring up. She in the mean time has come down and is now sitting right behind them and starts looking up in the tree as well. “Hey, guys…what are we looking at”? I wish I had a picture of that, I laughed so hard when I saw that.
She also had one particular tack box that she liked to sit on, whenever I needed something in that tack box she enjoyed toying with me as well. Remove cat, turn around, proceed to pull off cover…um…remove cat, turn around, place cat on floor, turn back and…remove cat again. After maybe four of five attempts where she would jump back on the tack box faster than I could turn around I would revert to the following…remove cat, place in barn aisle, step back into tack room and…remove cat. Okay, remove cat, walk down the aisle, place cat on hay bale and dash back to the tack room and…remove cat. Sigh. By this point I usually forgot what I was trying to get out of the tack box. :lol:
She was a character, I will miss her. :sadsmile:
Mozart, thanks for sharing her stories with us… I got a good laugh out of the dogs and the tree!
She sounds like she was a beautiful, endearing cat; and I’m so sorry for your loss. I can imagine that there is a big hole in your heart right now. It will heal, but you’ll never forget her!
My family had a cat, Tommy, who like your girl disappeared into the woods for 3 days and came home dying. Like you, we believe that he came for help. It was so tremendously sad, but I’m glad he didn’t go all alone in the middle of God knows where.
Big [[[HUGS]]] to you. So sorry for the loss of your special girl.
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