Billy, our beautiful kitty and friend. February 1991 to January 2009.
We had to say goodbye to our beloved Billy kitty yesterday afternoon. While we are completely devastated and the duplex does not feel the same, we're at peace that she is not in pain and that it was the right time to say goodbye. Up to the very end, she was the bravest and most loving kitty. She had a very bad morning yesterday and hadn't slept very well or eat much in the past 24 hours. We decided to make the painful call to the vet. And as we teary eyed got ready to put her in the pet carrier, expecting to have to struggle to put her in, because as any pet owner knows, they do not like to go into those things. But all we had to do was open the door and all on her own she stood up and walked right in and laid down. It was like she knew that it was her time and she was ready to go. And when we were at the vet in the little examination room, saying our final goodbyes, petting her, and her still rubbing her cheek against our hands, when the vet came back into the room, Billy 'told' us that she was ready to go, simply by turning around in the carrier and facing away from us. To us, it was her way of telling us, "yes, now is the right time to let me go. I'm ready, and you are making the right decision." Our brave little kitty, still showing us how much she loves us to the very end. She was just such a good kitty. We were lucky to have her in our lives.
photo from 2004.