I'm so sorry. It's for the best. Thinking of you on this tough tough day.

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Mrs Chewy just called and said to bring Itsy in around 11 - 11:30. She is spending the remained of her time here in her favorite sun place where I put her this morning.

I'm bawling my eyes out, have a splitting headache, and am wondering why, if I never liked this cat much to begin with, it's yanking my heart out like this. I keep dragging her on her pad back into the sun as it crawls across the floor.

The poor thing is miserable - barely weighs 2 pounds and stopped eating last week. She even turned her nose up at tuna and chicken this weekend. I know she'll be much more comfortable in a few hours.

Sorry to bring y'all down. :/

Aw hell. Sorry chewatadistance.

Suckage. Sorry.

I've been through this too many times and there's no easy way to get through it. EXCEPT that you know, you really do know, when it's time.

She will leave a space in your lives that in time only a new cat will be able to fill.

Oh, ouch. That's such a hard thing to go through, and such an agonizing decision to make. Hugs to all three of you, chewie.

Poor little Itsy. That's a sad, sweet photograph, but she's getting to spend her last hours in some comfort. You have made the right decision, it's never easy, but like essexjan says, you do know when it's time. Hugs to you all.

I'm so sorry.

I'm very sorry dear :-(

Aw honey, I'm so sorry.

aw chewie, I'm so sorry for you & mrs. chewie. It is so hard to do but the right decision, as you know, and it's decisions like this that make us responsible pet owners, that give us the right to share our animals' lives to the extent we do. Love & support to you all and big hugs.

They have a sense when it's time to go. It's very sad. We let one our ours go last year, but at least the vet came to our house and did it and then we buried her, then the vet sent a card to us, with a poem she wrote about the cat, having known her since kittenhood.

I feel for you. Death sucks, whatever form it takes.

Wow, that's rough. Good thoughts to you and mrs. chewie, my friend.

That is a really sweet picture. I'm so sorry, chewie.

I'm sorry.

I'd love to hold Itsy and pet her for a little while. So sorry.

Ugh. I remember this pain. Hugs to you all.

Poor sweetie. I still miss Mel, 3 years now that he's been gone.

Chewie - so sad to hear. I feel for you, one of our cats has been to the vet 9 or 10 times in the past year and is on a few medications. I've been dreading the thought that we may have to make the same decision soon if she gets worse. But you always have to have your pet's best interest in mind, no matter how sad it makes you. My thoughts are with you.

awww *hugs*

My condolences, I can empathize, literally. May I offer you my favorite poem ?

No heaven can heaven be, if my cat is not there to welcome me.
-unknown

Ah, that's really terrible; sorry to hear it. You gave your cat a good life, and you got a lot in return. It's tough to say goodbye. Big hugs.

Chewie, I'm so sorry. I know how sad that can be.

Aw, chewie, I'm sorry, dear.

(((chewie, mrs. chewie, itsy)))

I went through this with my cat of 16 years just two weeks ago. It was agonising to say goodbye. But I think you'll find the hard part is watching the cat wither away and deciding to finally end it. Once you get over that, it's closure and much easier to deal with.

Aw man. My sincerest condolences for the three of you. I know that you know you're doing the best thing you can for the poor cat, and that's what matters.

I'm so sorry you're going through this, but you are giving Itsy such heartfelt good care, in every way.

My heart goes out to you all. :(

If it should be …


If it should be that I grow weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then please do what must be done
For this last battle can’t be won.

You will be sad - I understand
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.

We've had so many happy years
What is to come will hold no fears,
You'd not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes - please let me go.

Take me where my needs they'll tend,
But stay with me until the end,
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you too will see,
The kindness that you do for me
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Do not grieve it should be you
Who must decide this thing to do
We've been so close - we two- these years
Don’t let your heart hold any tears

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So very sorry, chewie. Hugs and forehead kisses to you and mrs. chewie.

I went through this four years ago with my 19 year old cat, Kahlua. I still miss that fucking cat sometimes.

I'm very sorry for you and mrs. chewie.

Thanks so much for all your notes. I think what bothers me most is that I feel like I just lost a piece of Mrs Chewie. When she moved down from PA 6 years ago, she came with 2 dogs and 2 cats, Itsy being one of them. Mrs Chewie is my best friend, and probably the only person I really trust 100%. I never get bored or uncomfortable with her. We can be quiet for hours and be just as happy as when we're talking. When we first met, she wanted to wait a year before she moved down to be with me in NC b/c she needed time to get ready to leave the only home she'd ever known for 45 years. That year was a drag for me, but in restrospect, I needed it too and didn't know it. to this day I can't stand being away from her even if for one night, because of all those nights she was hundreds of miles away. Every night is like a sleepover, and every movie and meal out is like a date, still, after almost 7 years. My head knows she is still here with me, and I didn't think I could appreciate her any more than I already do. I tell her all the time she's my favorite creature and my best friend. Today I told her I really mean it when I tell her that - it's not just something on a bumper sticker! She took the afternoon off and we went and had a beer and a burger at one of the bars we go to sometimes.

It's weird - I'm sad for Itsy - I knew when she stopped purring she needed to go, and we made the decision together. Hell I'm more bawly than mrs chewie is! Mrs Chewie held Itsy in her favorite blanket she's been sleeping in for weeks while the doc gave the injections. So Itsy basically went to sleep. Actually - the anesthetic is probably what put her out, but he gave the euthanasia syringe also to make sure. Then her listened with his stethoscope and confirmed no noise and she was gone.

This was my first euthanasia so it's kinda rocked my world. I know Its is in a better place - I wish my heart would catch up to my brain on mrs chewie still being here.

Thanks again, guys.

That's so sad, but it was the best thing to do. Hugs.

You made the best decision, helping the sweet cat along. I've been there, too, and I can share your pain. That is a very sweet memorial picture of her. Many hugs to you both.

So sorry. *more hugs*

What a sweet picture. I'm so sorry for the loss of your precious kitty, Itsy.

*hugs the chewys*

*hugs* to you both. I'm so sorry.

*hugs to you.*

thank you for posting a picture of Itsy, now we can get an impression of her as she was when she was feeling better and the pain she was in, which you mercifully relieved.