A good death
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Carly was D3's cat. She was about 15 years old, and D3 has had her for about 10 years. Carly was declawed, a stray. She was mean a rattlesnake in heat (like The Bee) - she'd hiss and growl, occasionally bat at you. Never bit.
But when she wanted some loving, she was all purrs, rubs and cuddles.
She had host of medical issues - bad bladder, stress anxiety when left alone, etc etc. The vet actually had her on prozac for a while - when D3 started working from home, that stopped. Whenever D3 would leave town, we'd babysit Carly.
In the last 6 weeks, she's not been eating much. Just an occasional bite at some wet food, and lost about 8 of her 15 pounds - she was quite the chunk. You could tell that she was checking out - slowly. Never any sign of pain or distress, just a quiet "I think I'm done."
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Cheap phone. The darn screen gets kinda blurry at times ...
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Awwww.
