Nyssa was still clearly in pain, and collapsed back on the pillow wheezing and panting. So I called my mother, and got Nyssa into the carrier while I waited for Mom to come and pick me up. We left for the vet at five o'clock. I got home around seven-thirty.
Nyssa was old. She was tired. The vet said her kidneys had completely stopped functioning; she weighed less than five pounds, and she didn't fight at all. Not once. She just let us hold her, and she purred, and she was limp and calm. Batya said recently that Nyssa had no bones left, that she was just paper mache and mice, and that was her last night.
I told her she was good. I stayed with her the whole time, and I told her she was good, and I told her it was okay, that she could go, that I wouldn't be mad. But I think I was lying. I'm not okay at all. She was supposed to live forever. That was the whole deal. I would love her, and take care of her, and put up with her, and she would live forever. I made that deal with Nyssa, and with Leela, and with Sarah Jane, and Ben, and Pepper, and Pirate, and Princess, and Mindy, and every cat I've ever lived with. And they never keep their side of the bargain, and I love them anyway, and I am not okay.
I want my kitty back. But more, I just want to know that she isn't hurting anymore. I guess that's how this can be okay. Because she isn't hurting anymore. And somewhere in my heart, she's still half a pound of fur, and I'm still arguing that they have to let me keep her, and today is a million years away. I always fall in love again.
Oh, Nyssa. Oh, I love you.
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Grey Lady did that. It only made me cry harder. And she went to sleep with her eyes open, and I went a bit hysterical - laughing my ass off through my tears; the vet tech thought I'd lost it. But Grey Lady always went to sleep with her eyes open; it's what she did. It's been two years, and I still miss her like hell. :(
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I'm so sorry for your loss.
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I've also learned that you don't get to keep anything; only admire it, cherish it and enjoy it. When it's time to go, it leaves. I've gotten good at waving goodbye...and welcoming what comes after. Because something always comes. Always. (Watch for it.)
Life is a series of meetings and partings, and nothing changes that a whit. I'll also tell you what I was told by people who had endured this longer than me - all is well. And all will be well. Promise.
I am so sorry - I've got a kitty just beginning to show her age and I was just thinking about Nyssa the other day, giving her the once over.
Nyssa was a verra good kitty. The world was kind. It was not gentle.
I am so sorry.
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I miss her.
February 24 2009, 23:13:34 UTC 8 years ago
My favorite memory of her is watching her walk on Rika at your house. Rika was curled up in the big brown bearclaw blanket in your back room and Nyssa walked over her, and then stuck her nose in Rika's face. Rika was still sleeping, and started to rouse and pet Nyssa. Nyssa curled in and they nestled, beautiful and sleeping.
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Like you, I've lost many a kitty over the years, to kidney disease, sudden renal failure, and most recently (2 years ago now) cancer.
It's never easy, but knowing that they aren't in pain and distress any longer is at least (sometimes) a small comfort. Remembering the cycle of life is also (sometimes) a small comfort. I'm sorry that I never got the chance to meet your beautiful Nyssa, but I'm sorrier still for your loss.
I still miss and remember Tiger, Thunder, Shadow, Lightning, Prissy, and Belle.
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I'm glad you got to be with her, though. I couldn't be with Yum-yum when she died back in November, but I got to see her one last time the night before and tell her good-bye.
Cats are supposed to live forever.
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Amen to that. But yet, something that beautiful and wonderful I guess has to be fleeting for us to appreciate it that much more. Like a sunset or a rainbow.
I still miss every single one of my babies that's passed on, and I will until the day I join them.
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You're a great catmommy. She's in good company now, with Felix and Tiger and my dad's Maine Coon, Forrest, and Smokey and Spud and oh gods we've had so damn many cats...
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