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coffeedaivi no longer have a cat.
Shiva went, very rapidly, from a cat who wanted me to uphold what I came to understand were the Three Pillars (Full Bowls, Warm Lap, Clean Box), to a cat who yowled a lot and did not eat and did not want to cuddle; Litereally over a long and painful night. And when it became apparent that things were not going to get better, we went to the vet. And I came home alone.
I am hurting, and that is as it should be. I got most of 18 years of the best cat ever (as all cats are; Even cats who live with Other Cats know that each and every one of them is the Best Cat).
Shiva would ask for food (or water, or whatever) by crawling into my lap, and aggressively purring and head butting me. over the last year, she started jumping into the shower, with me, and drinking the water in the bathtub. She would sit in the entryway of the apartment, and Yowl; I think she was conspiring with the Blue McCaw who lives upstairs (that we can ... could, hear through the ventilation). She loved salmon treats, and became friends (eventually) with Aya (C's cat) when the lived together.
She wasn't supposed to be my cat, but she was. My daughter adopted her, before we lived together, and then when Daughter moved out to live with boyfriend who was allergic to cats, She asked that I take Shiva (this is why a girl cat was given a male diety name; my beloved daughter, of many fine qualities, was not totally clear on Hindu Gods and Goddesses). I had only recently lost my own cat (Xenophile Bordeaux Bunnycat), and wasn't entirely sure that a new cat was what i wanted. Certainly not like that. But what I wanted didn't matter, and So, Shiva. And I loved her. I miss her. I will mourn her.
Shiva went, very rapidly, from a cat who wanted me to uphold what I came to understand were the Three Pillars (Full Bowls, Warm Lap, Clean Box), to a cat who yowled a lot and did not eat and did not want to cuddle; Litereally over a long and painful night. And when it became apparent that things were not going to get better, we went to the vet. And I came home alone.
I am hurting, and that is as it should be. I got most of 18 years of the best cat ever (as all cats are; Even cats who live with Other Cats know that each and every one of them is the Best Cat).
Shiva would ask for food (or water, or whatever) by crawling into my lap, and aggressively purring and head butting me. over the last year, she started jumping into the shower, with me, and drinking the water in the bathtub. She would sit in the entryway of the apartment, and Yowl; I think she was conspiring with the Blue McCaw who lives upstairs (that we can ... could, hear through the ventilation). She loved salmon treats, and became friends (eventually) with Aya (C's cat) when the lived together.
She wasn't supposed to be my cat, but she was. My daughter adopted her, before we lived together, and then when Daughter moved out to live with boyfriend who was allergic to cats, She asked that I take Shiva (this is why a girl cat was given a male diety name; my beloved daughter, of many fine qualities, was not totally clear on Hindu Gods and Goddesses). I had only recently lost my own cat (Xenophile Bordeaux Bunnycat), and wasn't entirely sure that a new cat was what i wanted. Certainly not like that. But what I wanted didn't matter, and So, Shiva. And I loved her. I miss her. I will mourn her.
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