Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Willow's last hunt

About a month ago, Grandpa was playing one of his coyote hunting DVD's. Willow was quite interested.

Then she had to get up for a closer look.

That coyote seemed to be pretty well camouflaged. Can you see him below? Willow apparently didn't.

I wish I'd had the camera handy not long after that when she was sort of doing a tightrope walk across the top of the TV trying to catch some birds or something on the screen below her. What a crazy cat!

A couple weeks later, she was hunting different types of game.

She had no fear of the big stuff!

Unfortunately, that was her last hunt. I've known since last May that she had an incurable illness, PKD (Polycystic Kidney Disease). Cats that have it are born with it. She was over 4 years old before it started bothering her last October or November, when I noticed she was starting to drink more water than usual. It was a slow decline from there, and finally I had to have her put down yesterday.

That was such a hard but necessary decision for me to make. My poor sweet Willow. She was the best cat I've ever had. She had such a FUN personality! I loved her so much, and I'll be missing her terribly. I could go on and on about all the neat things about her, but I won't bore you with that. I know you're not all cat lovers. Just indulge me in this last tribute to her of the photos below. Thanks.

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Auntie Kris said...

So sorry for your loss. Cats just become such a part of the family and your life. The house will seem empty for a while. She was just getting used to Courtney, too.

Anonymous said...

I'm sure it was not easy to let her go. You will enjoy your memories of that cat. ( I always remember Creamy ) And you have wonderful pictures to help the memories come back even if they are bitter/sweet.

Sorry, Dale

Grandma G said...

Thanks, Kris and Dale. It IS hard.

Yeah, Kris... Willow and Courtney were finally getting to be "friends". That's a far cry from how Willow used to spend the entire day under the bed when Courtney first started coming here. :)

The house won't be empty, though... I still have Wispy. But she sure doesn't have the personality that Willow did. Maybe she'll "blossom" now that Willow's not demanding all the attention? I won't hold my breath. ;-)

Becky said...

This is long but so sweet. Love you GG!


"Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...."

Grandma G said...

Thanks, Becky... that was neat! Boy, I'm gonna have one heckuva reunion with a lot of cats (mostly outside ones... only 3 inside ones so far) when the day comes! :)

Becky said...

Me too. And a whole buncha doggies for me too!

Anonymous said...

Aw....Sorry Candy. I know how much you loved her. I will miss seeing photos of her.

XO Kristin

Grandma G said...

Thanks, Kristin.