This is a True Tales Tuesday post.
Yes, November sucked. For more reasons than I care to admit.
Here is a brief run-down of what I’ve had to endure:
- On the 2nd, my father was assaulted and robbed. He’s 73. I don’t want to talk about this any further; it’s too difficult.
- Throughout the month, I was still getting over a cold. My illness caused me to complete an important editing project approximately one week past the date I had originally set. Thankfully my client, Maxwell Ivey, understood. Max is also a friend and fellow blogger, too. Oh, and he’s blind. In fact, he’s the blind man I interviewed in March 2014. His e-book, Leading You Out of the Darkness Into the Light, is completely edited, perfectly, and is for sale! He’s also offering a coaching/e-book package, too, for those who need a little push in the right direction. Of course, there is a 30-minute freebie involved for you as well!
- Throughout the month, I also took care of Princess (a.k.a. Prin or Prinnie), a 19-year-old cat. She has been suffering from old age and kidney failure for some time, and the last few weeks were filled with cleaning up diarrhea and vomit. Ugh. Finally, an appointment was made to put her down. I went with my sister to the vet on November 21st. We both shed a lot of tears as we bid our precious Prinnie good-bye. Sad, sad, sad. I had nursed Prinnie back to health several times throughout the past few years, including the time she had a hole in her leg. I took (and am taking) her death hard. I loved that cat!
A Letter from Prinnie
To cope with Prinnie’s death, I wrote my sister a letter. Well, Prinnie wrote it. (Hey, if Jake and his sisters can write, so can Prin!)
Here it is:
Dearest Mommy Janice:
Thank you for taking me to the vet the other day. I know it was a hard trip for you and Lorraine to make.
I really appreciated the warmed-up vehicle that took us there, even though the ride was a bit rocky at the beginning. It was nice to have such caring people with me at the end, too. I sure loved the tender strokes, although I didn’t like it when Lorraine pointed out how dirty my fur had become. However, I was glad that I didn’t have to endure another bath this past week.
You know, it wasn’t my fault that I became so sick. I was pretty old, after all, and it was too difficult to control my bladder and kidneys anymore. I hated that so much that I often puked. I know Auntie Rain didn’t like cleaning up after me, but she never yelled at me. Instead, she soothed me, and spoke softly to me in a compassionate voice.
She really loved me and took good care of me the last few years. I really enjoyed cuddling with her while she read her books in bed. She even shared her pillow with me, you know! But then, one day, my bones began to hurt and it wasn’t too comfy to be nestled in her arms anymore.
She took the hint, eventually, ‘cause I started to growl at her. I was happy when Midge and Veronica came to live with us ‘cause then Midge became her cuddle buddy. But that dumb cat always wanted me to play with her, and she drove me crazy. Good thing Lorraine looked out for me, fending Midge off on my behalf. You know me, Mom, I’m a lover, not a fighter!
Plus, Midge is too young to comprehend what old cats like me feel. She’s very playful but I just like to be left alone. Unless there’s some good, human food to eat, of course! I must admit, I was fed very well. Steak, crab, liver, lobster, pork chops, hamburger, peas, corn, tuna, salmon, and chicken were given to me willingly by everyone.
Well, chicken and turkey were cut from my diet the last year, ‘cause I used to leak poop all over. I guess that’s why I knew something was up when Lorraine let me have as much chicken as I wanted before you came for us. Plus, Lorraine had told me several times this past week how I was going to go “buh-bye,” like Pounce, Neebs, Hootie, Zorro, Swiper, Jacoby, and Blackie did. Yep, she prepared, and I was happy she did. I missed Pounce! Now I’m with him again, and we can now be together forever. Thanks, Mom; you’re the best!
You guys miss me, I know, but you’ll always remember me. I was the most laid-back cat there ever was, and I had the prettiest blue eyes, too, right? I liked to take my time with things, and was never in any rush to make a decision. Except to give someone “the paw,” of course, when I felt I was being ignored.
But, hey, I usually got what I wanted so it’s all good. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you – Pounce says “Hi.” He misses you, but he wants you to know he’s happier now. He’s been waiting for me, Mom, and he’s pleased that the person who found him was there with me at the end. I liked that Auntie encouraged me to go see Pounce, too, and that you both petted me and ME relaxed enough – that you got me into the “zone.” I did that lots of times for Auntie, you know, when she wanted to go to sleep.
The best part was that you two didn’t leave me just as I drifted off. I used to do that to Auntie Rain. I know you’re thinking that I couldn’t wait to get away from her! But that’s just not true. I just wanted to have my own space.
I love that you both cared about me enough to give me a proper send-off. I tried showing you my appreciation by purring so much – and not ceasing to purr – until the very last possible second. The only thing that would have made things better is if you guys weren’t so full of tears. But I know the crying was to be expected… you guys love me and it’s just something you humans do when you’re sad. But you don’t have to feel sad, Mommy Jan, because, like I said, I’m with Pouncie now, again.
And I’ll sure appreciate being remembered again in the spring when you bury my ashes in the same spot Pounce’s body was buried. But, honestly, Mom, we’re already together in kitty heaven, and it’s great!
You should see all the stuff we get to do here! We have tons of mice to chase, play with, and eat, lots of treats at our disposal, excellent meals, warmth, no pain, comfy furniture, blankets, and pillows, and all our friends are here too. Plus, we have new friends, and everyone’s happy, happy, happy. Lots of purring going on, Mom! And as much privacy as we want. Heaven is great!
So I just wanted to write this note to you to let you know you did the right thing – scratch that – ALL the right things. I couldn’t have asked for a better send-off. Yeah, I’ll miss you and Taryn… and everyone else… but I have my memories, too.
Let everyone know I’m OK. And tell everyone I love them and will remember them too.
Okay, Mommy Jan, I gotta go now. Pounce is calling! Something about a purr-fect family reunion feast…
Love you so much!
I often do something creative when it comes to pets. I put together a post about Midge (my tilted kitty), I made a cat collage for my Dad for Father’s Day, and I just finished assembling this Slideshare presentation for my sister. Prinnie and Pounce were her first two cats. Pounce passed away many years ago, but Prinnie hung on for many more.
- In addition to dealing with death, I’ve been dealing with some personal female heath problems. I could elaborate, but, trust me, you don’t want me to.
- The final reason November sucked is because I was not able to make much progress on Letters to Julian. I now have no idea of when it’ll be published… if ever…
But they say life goes on, and so I’m now trying to put all of the pieces of my life back together again.