Good-bye Spook

Ah here she is, Spook with Erika. This was taken quite a while ago. Well today I had to get her put down. The cat that is, not Erika.

I took Spook in as a stray back in Jan 2000 when I still lived at home. She made the move with me out to the farm to our new mobile home Oct. of '01. She was my little baby before the midgets came along. When Darren and I went on our honeymoon in '03 we had Dale come over to feed her. Well she got out and disappeared. My mom and dad picked us up from the airport when we got back and mom said Spook is gone and they couldn't find her. They tried calling her for a couple days then gave up. I was pretty upset. Well when we got home I took my luggage inside and went outside to call her. Within 2 minutes she was back. She came running out of the bush and straight to me. She wouldn't come out for anyone else but me. That was pretty cool.

I loved her so much. She was Annika's favorite kitty.

Well over the past month she started going downhill. She wasn't eating as much and was losing a ton of weight. She wobbled when she walked. Last week I noticed a lump under one of her nipples and it went all the way to her front leg. She also couldn't even 'meow'. She would try but no sound would come out of her.

Yesterday she stopped eating so I took her in this morning knowing that this wasn't good. The vet checked her out and sure enough she has cancer. I prepared myself all morning, and cried all morning. He told me that test could be done and then surgery. I decided to get her put down and he agreed that was the best thing I could do for her. She doesn't need to suffer anymore. He gave us a moment alone and I bawled all over her, he then took her away. Oh my god that was hard. The hardest thing I have ever done.

I then picked up the girls from my mom's and when I was putting them in the truck they noticed the empty pet carrier in the front seat. They asked where Spook was over and over and over, while I tried to stay composed, I then said she was too sick and had to stay at the vet and she can't come home. Well then Annika started to cry and she said 'But I lover her!'. Yea...my heart broke. I cried all the way home and have been crying all afternoon. It is so hard to lose a pet. But you know, we gave her a very good life and that is something to be happy about.

And I think I will stay away from pets I can't flush down the toilet.

Farewell Spooky!! We love you!!