Crystal by Jill

 

"Crystal"

August 8 1975 ----- August 8 1999

Cat

 

 

When I was only eleven years old

I was taken to pick out a replacement kitty

for one who had run away

(and found in an excellent home several years later).

I was taken to a barn

where many kittens of 8-10 weeks of age were romping around.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a man

taking two very small kittens away.

Their mother had died after eating

some kind of farm pesticide/fertilizer

and through her milk all but those two kittens had died.

I just had to have those two kittens.

One did not live very long

but the darling little 3 week old female

that I nursed myself lived for twenty four years.

 

I am now 35 years old

and last night I held her for the last time

as the vet ended her suffering.

He was kind enough to come to the house

and Crystal loved and trusted me enough to allow this.

She was suffering from

advanced kidney disease heart disease progressive dementia

and had lost her sight a year before.

Her suffering was not great at the time of her death

but it was getting progressivly so.

As hard as this was

I knew it to be the last kindness

I could offer but oh how my heart aches.

 

I want to thank Crystal

thank her for all the years of her uncompromising love and friendship.

She saw me through all the turmoil of puberty

of a failed attempt at marriage

and most of all

through several years of my own pain and suffering

as the result of a back injury.

Had it not been for her

I would have taken my life

after the second back surgery was unsucessful.

Knowing I could not leave her,

as she often missed the litter box

and tended to be aggressive to people she did not know

I did not.

The third surgery restored nearly full functioning to my legs

and allowed me to return to a normal life.

 

I am so sorry I could not do more for her.

She had the best doctors

terribly expensive medicines

and whatever else she desired

but even I could not stop the deterioration

that nature requires of us all.

I did the best thing I could for her

but I am sorry I could not do more.

 

May you rest in peace old friend.

I dearly want to believe that we will meet again

and you will be young and I will be happy again.

I will try not to grieve too badly

for you will always live on in my heart and memories.

I will have some tuna for you love.

Until then,

 

Jill

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crystal
Jill