Christmas morning went well.
We opened all the gifts, the kids played, we saw Courtney off to her dads for the week. I took a nap, woke up and started making dinner.
Right before we sat down to eat our dinner, I went off to go to the bathroom before I sat down to eat and I walked in the bathroom to see Pitter (Amy’s cat) laying in on the rug in front of the toilet. Her eyes wide open and her mouth hanging open… I didn’t know what was wrong, but I feared the worst. She wasn’t moving.
At first I wasn’t even sure it was Pitter. I immediately screamed for Amy and she came in and my mom followed closely behind. My mom confirmed that Pitter was no longer with us.
Of course, everything is closed. So we have to wait until Tuesday to find out exactly what happened. We knew she was having problems breathing, but we thought she was okay with the medication we were giving her. Although as time went on, she would stress out more when it came time to give her the medication.
So we had to try and explain to the kids what happened. Courtney is not here, so we are going to wait and tell her when she comes home. No reason to spoil her winter break with her dad, with bad news.
I can’t get the image of how Pitter’s face looked out of my head.
The eyes and mouth wide open. Did she suffer? She was all alone in the bathroom (the steam helped her breath and she needed to be apart from the other cats) for who knows how long, did she know she was loved? The last time I saw her I was napping and she was laying on me and I pushed her off, did she think I didn’t love her?
Farewell, my Purrfect Princess Pitter, may you find happiness wherever you are and know that we love you very much and miss you even more.