Kitty

We made the decision to have Linus put to sleep this morning. We didn't hear much from her during the night, other than a couple of throw-up incidents. This morning she was in the family room, over by the CDs, obviously just trying to find a place to be comfortable. She was barely walking and her breathing was obviously in distress. I spoke to Henry about it, and there were some tears. He drew a picture for her and took it to where she was then laying in the bathroom. Pete said goodbye to her before going to work and Henry gave her a little love before I took him to camp. When Clara and I got to the vet she agreed that it was the best thing to do. We stayed with her through the first injection* but then let the vet take her in back. I would have liked to have stayed with her...I felt I owed her that, but Clara wasn't happy in her stroller. Here are a couple of my favorite pictures of the kitty from recent years. I had had her since 1995 or so. I have some great pictures of Pete with her when we were in college, and of her checking out the built-in closets in our first condo, and her sleeping on the bed with baby Henry...but I don't have them on the computer.



She was a very sweet kitty, even though she caused us a few headaches in her last couple of years. Hopefully wherever she is now she's able to scratch up furniture and make poop with abandon.

*While I've been pretty upfront with Henry about what was going on- I didn't tell him that it was a shot that the doctor used to help the kitty die. I can only imagine what he would think the next time he had to go in for a shot...