Monday, September 28, 2009
WE LOST A FRIEND TODAY
I have written about my cats before and the ritual we have of dancing to music late at night on weekends. Mostly, the male cat, Bismarck, is OK with it. The female, Vol, was indulgent at best. She would look at us with a look that said, "What is wrong with you guys." But she was a good sport and danced too.
How did she get her name? Seven years ago, my wife, my daughter and I went out to eat after one of our soccer games. While there, the members of our team came into the restaurant with a cat. She was gray and very small. My daughter noticed that she had some orange spray paint on her. My daughter is a Tennessee Volunteer alum and orange is their color and she was immediately smitten with her. We took her to the vet and got medicine for her medical problems and she has been a member of our family ever since.
Recently, she was diagnosed with kidney problems and her health deteriorated. We hoped against hope that she could hang on for awhile. She lost about a quarter of her body weight and the vet told us she didn't have long. My daughter came home the other day to see her cat and it was really a cool thing to see them together. Vol was happy to see her, slept with her for the night and she seemed grateful my daughter was home to see her. Over the next couple of days she got worse and my wife told me last night that we had to decide to put her down if she suffered anymore. I told my wife I couldn't face seeing her go, so she said she would do it.
My wife came to see me at school today and told me that she woke up to Vol vomiting blood. She seemed to be in pain and my wife took her to the vet. Now she is gone.
I will miss her and Bismarck is still walking around the house looking for her. My wife said that Vol slept with her all night last night and that Bismarck kissed her good-by. It's tough when you lose a family member.
I believe that God has reserved a corner of heaven for animals that had to put up with humans as pets. I think they all are running around and happy. Someday we will be reunited and we will dance again. Good-by, Vol.