If so, I had only one wish

We were so full of hope for the days that gave us a 5 day break from everyday life. The weekend before Christmas, whatever had happened with her when we were just out, but our cat suddenly deteriorated visibly. She was already diagnosed with issues in November, but after a change of the food and new medication, it turned to the better. She is now 14 and you can't expect miracles from a granny.
After she wasn't able to go to the loo for 5 days and refused to drink, we were told on Friday that we would have to put her to sleep by tomorrow. What an awful Christmas message.
Out of pure desperation, she got lots of prawns, which she loves, in water. She had to drink first the water to reach the prawns. We played with her to keep her moving. Seeing how she enjoyed it, there was so much life in her.
On Christmas Eve, I dug a grave opposite where the bird bath is. No, I did not enjoy digging. The garden felt empty and had lost all magic. Since she lives with us, we have always been together in the garden. She has always loved it when I dig and plant.
We drove her daily in the car which normally always relieves her. On Christmas Day at 6 in the morning, we drove for an hour in a circle in our 20 mile zone with speed bumps every 20 meters.
With each drive, a little bit worked its way out. Yesterday, she made the first own poo in the garden. It was a real Christmas present, we were so happy.
I stood in the garden, and said, please, please, make it to Spring time. I want to show you the new garden when I will have planted the wild-life plants. I want that you see the bees and birds and have your nap under the herb trog as you always have done.

Sorry for being sentimental, but she means a lot to me. Sounds silly, I know, but it is what it is.
After she wasn't able to go to the loo for 5 days and refused to drink, we were told on Friday that we would have to put her to sleep by tomorrow. What an awful Christmas message.
Out of pure desperation, she got lots of prawns, which she loves, in water. She had to drink first the water to reach the prawns. We played with her to keep her moving. Seeing how she enjoyed it, there was so much life in her.
On Christmas Eve, I dug a grave opposite where the bird bath is. No, I did not enjoy digging. The garden felt empty and had lost all magic. Since she lives with us, we have always been together in the garden. She has always loved it when I dig and plant.
We drove her daily in the car which normally always relieves her. On Christmas Day at 6 in the morning, we drove for an hour in a circle in our 20 mile zone with speed bumps every 20 meters.
With each drive, a little bit worked its way out. Yesterday, she made the first own poo in the garden. It was a real Christmas present, we were so happy.
I stood in the garden, and said, please, please, make it to Spring time. I want to show you the new garden when I will have planted the wild-life plants. I want that you see the bees and birds and have your nap under the herb trog as you always have done.

Sorry for being sentimental, but she means a lot to me. Sounds silly, I know, but it is what it is.
I ♥ my garden.
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I ♥ my garden.
I always feel I have to put the pet first, what is in their best interest. When we keep pets going because we cannot face losing them we are being selfish. Most of us have done it at some time and regretted it later.
I have a cat who is 16 years old and a dog who is 12. They have both just had their annual vaccinations and checkups. Both were given clean bills of health and both doing extremely well for their ages. I take each day as a bonus now because I know from past experience how suddenly things can change.
It is heartbreaking to lose a long-time companion, but we have to remember the fun, laughter, love, and friendship they have shared with us. It was 25 years before I could face replacing my last much-loved dog Meg, she was 17 when we had to part company. It was years before I stopped thinking a moving shadow was her coming to join me in the garden or meet me at the door, suddenly thinking when out and about, OOH! Must get back home for the dog. etc.
I know the saying "time heals" but sometimes, time moves excruciatingly slowly!
Enjoy your feline friend for however long you may have and when the eventual Goodbye time comes, be brave for her.