Saying Goodbye, Long Version

My sweet boy is dying.  It looks like he’s got cancer pretty bad.  Today Mo and I finally let him out. Being an Austin greenbelt cat, he’d been jonesing to get back outside – where he loves most to be – for days.  We had been keeping him in to give him antibiotics, since there’s a chance this could be a severe bacterial infection.  Now signs are pointing toward the bad news.  So, knowing today could be our last day of sunshine for a while (and maybe his last one, period), the three of us held him, kissed him and hugged him, cried, and let him go.

He immediately perked up.  He hobbled over to his scent-signposts for a sniff, toured the garden, and finally, instead of disappearing forever, came back over to us, crawled up to the landing and settled himself down in a patch of sun.  He accepted some pets and even purred a little.  This evening he ate Friskies from a can, and came back in for the night.  So much for our tearful goodbye.

He seems happier now.  Not healthier, but happier.


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