Quote Originally Posted by rg_girlca
Thank you all so very much.
My Katie, Katie Pretty Lady is at peace now.

I held her in my arms while the final injection was being given, talking to her and what do I hear playing, the lullabye song, "Go To Sleep My Little One."

When I feel up to it, I will make a proper memorial for my sweet girl.

Thank you all again.
This is a rough time, isn't it? It really sucks.

If I can offer you anything at all, it might be that you were there with Katie, to give her company and stand with her as she drew her last breath and then relaxed and went on ahead of all of us. That's pretty important.

I couldn't be there for that final moment with my Ingrid because it was not until the surgeon had a look inside Ingrid's belly that we realized how bad the trouble Ingrid had actually was. I feel like a rat because I couldn't be there then--not that I would want the memory of seeing the procedure--and also because the last hours Ingrid had there before they operated to try and save her were frightening for her. She hated vets.

So I wish I could have been there to hold her as she died.

When the time tells you it is right, you'll find a fitting way to make a memorial to Katie. It doesn't have to be in a rush. Ingrid lies in a place she picked out herself--the only place I ever saw her lie down in the grass in her whole life--and I raised the soil level there with some timbers, and now ornamental grasses and ferns grow in that planter box, while Ingrid sleeps below. The squirrels in my trees have really enjoyed tucking pecans into the soft dirt they've found there. That's fine because Ingrid always really admired squirrels. ;<)

I have a 5-watt night light in the back window for Ingrid, too. So she can find her way home. I'll keep that light there at least until the bulb burns out.

You have other animal friends, right? They need reassurance, too. Ingrid had a little brother who was a rabbit a few years back, and after Louie passed away, Ingrid mourned him. She knew what had happened.

I'm still waiting for the sign that Ingrid is okay. I will recognize it when I see it. It may be very subtle, but it will be powerful and I will be glad.

Maybe you have already seen the same sort of sign for Katie? If not, just keep your eyes open. It will come.