Cleo passed away early in the morning of Thursday 15th October. She had some signs of distress on the night before, and the plan to take her to the vet first thing in the morning never came into fruition.
It was less than two days since her last checkup at the vet. Renewed insulin meds, and got her some stuff for her arthritis, and even a shampoo to help get her fur nice again. Old age didn't suit her. Her diabetes wasn't a disability with her, and certainly not the cause of her passing. It simply was her "time", and she had grown weary of the many years. I'm glad we didn't give up on her because of her illness, in the same way she didn't give up because of it.
As horrible as it was, I'm glad we were with her, and she hadn't been whisked into an emergency vet. I would have hated her to have died alone.
She was very much loved, always missed.
Goodnight my princess.
Living with a diabetic cat...
Sunday, 18 October 2009
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