...Gone from this world, that is, but certainly not from my heart.
I left work early yesterday to take him to the vet and when I walked into my house to pick him up, he was considerably worse than the way I had left him in the morning. Charlie was having trouble breathing and when he tried to lay down, he seemed like he was in pain. You know how cats just plop themselves down? Charlie would put his rear down and then slowly ease the rest of his body down. He was breathing through his mouth and his whole body heaved with the effort. His skin was starting to turn blue from the lack of oxygen. Needless to say, something inside me told me that I would not be bringing Charlie back home.
I know I made the right decision for him, but I have to say it was the most difficult thing I have ever had to do in my life. I guess love means that you never want to see your loved one suffer and you know when to let go.
Charlie was a wonderful cat and I feel very privileged and grateful to have been able to have him in my life. I am in incredible pain right now, but I wouldn't trade the time I had with him for anything in the world. He was my little companion and he brought such joy into my life.
Thank you all for your kind words and prayers. It really means a lot to me to know that you care.
Thelma
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