Luna’s Farewell

You might have noticed that Release Day came and went without a peep from little me. Given that this day has been building and building and building like a snowstorm, you’d expect a few more fireworks, right? So what happened? What’s with all the hush-hush?

Well, I have news. The worst kind of news.

Our poor baby Luna has had to go to sleep.

You remember the attacks a few weeks ago? It turns out these were caused, not by stress as I’d thought, but brain lesions. My poor fur baby has scars on her brain that can’t be fixed. No drugs, no surgery, no therapy could cure what’s wrong with her. The vet has told us she’s only going to get worse. There’ll be more attacks, she’ll get more vicious, and she’ll end up seriously hurting someone or herself. And the worst thing is, she doesn’t even know when it happens. She attacks, then looks confused. She hissed at nothing, then looked around as if to say “What was that noise? Was that me?

So… we had to make the most heart-breaking of decisions. And tonight our little Luna closed her eyes for the last time. She purred herself into sleep. She was in no pain.

Luna Dragon

 

She’ll always be my little dragon. Smaug-Cat. Loonybugs. Pretty Girl. Chubbz. Floofball. Cloud With Legs. Puss-Puss. LuLu. CatFace. Fatty-Fatty-Boom-Boom. Yellow-Eyed-Demon.

It’s no wonder she never responded to “Luna”, the amount of names we called her…

I’m not going to remember her when she attacked me or my mother. I’m going to remember her when she purred. When she didn’t see me enter a room, then chirped when she noticed me and ran towards me to get a cuddle. When she put her paw on my forehead like she was giving me the Blessing of Cat. When she licked my eyebrows, because she was just a bit weird like that. When she shoved her cold, wet nose in my face in the morning because I didn’t get up to give her attention. When she jumped up on the side of the bath and pushed my rubber ducky Antonio in the water, then looked at me as if to say… “what?”

I lit a candle for her. She’s chasing moths and spiders across the Rainbow Bridge now.

Rest in Peace, baby. I love you.

 

Blessed Be

RK )O(

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