Kera's Last Day

Today, I had to put my cat Kera down. She has been showing her age so much over the last year. She would meow out loudly at random times, she couldn't walk that well, she was starting to go blind, and she didn't really go in the litterbox. We found out 6 months ago that she had Diabetes, too. My family and I have dealt with it, and we just couldn't watch her like that anymore. She seemed miserable.

She was 17, almost 18. I had her my whole life, and she has always been such a great cat. As a kid, she would come in and sleep with me at night. She liked to come lay down on my chest, and I could just lay there and pet her for a long time. I knew that this day would come soon. I've been ready for it for a few months now. I started to resent her a little bit for her behaviors, but then I stopped because I knew that she wasn't doing anything bad on purpose. I just like to remember her the way she used to be. So lovable, friendly, and she liked to be held.

I grew up as an only child because my brother (half-brother technically) lived with his dad. So she was like my little sister. She grew up with me, and I grew up with her over the years. I had her since I was 6. This has been 10 times harder than I thought it would be. I figured I had accepted the fact that she was leaving us soon, but you sometimes just can't accept it until it REALLY happens.

You were so great, Kera. My first cat, and I love you so much. If I get another cat down the road, I will love it too, but no cat can replace you. You were my baby. I'll miss you so much.