Wednesday 7 March 2012

R.I.P. Gypsy


Gypsy arrived on our doorstep in December about 7 or 8 years ago, when we judged her to be in early middle age - 10 or so. She was absolutely bulging, and we thought she must be pregnant, so we took her in. However, she wasn't and since she never walked more than 50 yds from the house, it was obvious she had been dumped on us . . . She was completely tame and a sweetheart, but had the IQ of ball of cotton wool. She never did learn how to use the cat flap . . . She mixed in well with the cats we had, and was never the least problem. Over the last couple of years she lost weight, drank lots and wee'd lots, so it was obvious that her kidneys were starting to fail. On Monday afternoon I came into the kitchen to find her and the cushion she'd been sleeping on, on the floor, and she'd wet herself (I put it down to the jarring of the fall). She ate her tea and seemed as normal.

Then yesterday morning I came into the kitchen first thing and couldn't see her anywhere. Gosh, I thought, she'd perhaps had a bust up with the latest itinerant arrival (Misery Guts aka Estelle) and been chased through the cat flap. I went outside and called, but no Gypsy in sight.

I searched the kitchen again and found her. She was jammed behind the back leg of the kitchen dresser and I had to move it to ease her out. I put her gently down and she wandered in circles, then keeling over. Poor girl. I think it was a stroke. I quickly got the cat travelling box and popped her in it and phoned the vet to say I was bringing in a cat to be put to sleep. It was obvious that she had come to the end. Poor little girl. She was Danny's favourite, so yet another favourite went to join Tippy, Snowy and Honey . . .

In hindsight, it was for the best, just a bringing forward really of the inevitable because of her kidney problems. Poor Alfie was looking for his Aunty Gypsy today though . . . They were often snuggled up together in recent weeks.

17 comments:

  1. Sad to hear this BB. You did the right thing to ease her suffering.

    Thinking of you and sending a wee hug.

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  2. Sweet dreams little girl x

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  3. Poor Gypsy. But she's had a good life with you.

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  4. I'm sorry that you've lost yet another little friend. It was the kindest thing to do though and she'd had a good life with you.

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  5. Gypsy was very beautiful; I love her coloring. How sad to lose her. Sending you a hug.

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  6. Poor little girl. It is always so sad to see them go, even if the end is inevitable. RIP Gypsy Cat.x

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  7. Hugs Jennie I really feel for you and what a pretty cat. You have done your best for her it never is easy saying goodbye to a treasured well loved member of the family but at least she is free to wander the summerlands; you will probably feel you near her for the next few days - they don't like being away from us either.

    Take care

    Pattypan

    x

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  8. You know that you did the right and kindly thing for her, easing her out of those last hours of confusion and pain.
    We miss them when their end time arrives, but our too tender natures always open the door to yet another one who needs a good home.

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  9. Hugs to you BB. It seems that some of us here are having cats that are on the bullet train over the rainbow bridge.
    I know for a fact you care and love your babies like all of us do here, its hard to make decisions, but they are made and then we greive and miss and then, like MM says, the doors open for others?
    Hugs and blessings to you

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  10. Thank you all for your kind comments.

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  11. This part of pet owning is so hard. Give extra hugs and cuddles to Alfie.

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  12. I'm so sorry for your loss. It's never easy to say goodbye! but she choose the right home with you that December. Blessings Julie xx

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  13. I hate it when our cats die. As they are all farm cats they rarely, if ever, come into the house and are very independent. The last one to die - Ernest - had a stroke. I went to get the cat box to take him to the vet and when I came back with it he had disappeared. An hourlater the farmer found him under the shed - dead. He had wished to die alone and his wish was granted. Commiserations to you - it is the down side of owning pets because their life span is so much shorter than ours.

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  14. You know you've given her the very best life she could have had, and you gave her peace at the end. We should all be so lucky.

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  15. I'm so sorry...obviously, she was dropped off at the best possible home all those years ago.

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  16. Thank you everyone. I think I know who left her with us, and we were an improvement on THAT home . . . Gone, but not forgotten, Gypsophilia (as we nicknamed her).

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