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R.I.P. Apie

Apie, my parents' cat, died in my arms half an hour ago.

It was only a few weeks ago that my mum took her to live with her after it had become clear that Dad was no longer able to care for her. Barely a week later, Mum went into hospital, and I took it upon myself to go to Mum's house every day to make sure she was fed and watered, and to play with her for half an hour before I went about my normal routine again. She was such a sweet little cat, who loved company, and took being home alone quite hard.

I put food out for her on Monday. Tuesday, her bowl hadn't been touched. She purred and danced around me like she always did, so I wasn't too worried...but the next day, I found she still hadn't eaten. I tried to make her drink some water, but she didn't seem able to swallow very well, and she was very unsteady on her legs. Still, I hoped she'd rally round...but this morning, I found her hidden away in a dark corner of the kitchen. Her eyes were open, but she lay there so still and felt so cold...yet her heart was still beating. I rang the vet and explained the situation, that I was taking care of an 18-year old cat whose owner was away, that she hadn't eaten for 3 days and that I was certain she was dying. The vet agreed to see us almost straight away, and when we got there, agreed with me that there was nothing that could be done for her except to ease her going. Apie died instantly, the minute the vet injected her.

And now I can't stop crying, even though she wasn't my cat.

I was supposed to have a phone interview for a job with Diageo, the world's largest drinks producer, at 4 o'clock this afternoon, but luckily the person who was going to interview me understood my reasons for wanting to postpone it, and now we've re-scheduled for Monday.


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Sep. 4th, 2008 01:35 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry hun. I know what it's like to lose a pet. :(
Sep. 4th, 2008 04:56 pm (UTC)
Thanks. She wasn't mine, but I was responsible for her and she had such a sweet disposition, I feel quite sad at her passing.
Sep. 4th, 2008 02:33 pm (UTC)
Sep. 4th, 2008 04:55 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
Sep. 4th, 2008 03:07 pm (UTC)
Sep. 4th, 2008 03:20 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry. (Hugs)
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Sep. 4th, 2008 04:07 pm (UTC)
*hugs you tight* Poor Apie, but I'm glad you were with her. She must have been relieved not to have been alone.
Sep. 4th, 2008 04:49 pm (UTC)
When I got there this morning and found her in that state, I couldn't leave her. No one, be they man or animal, should have to die alone...and no one that's in my care ever will. Under normal circumstances, I would have just sat there with her and let nature take its course, but because I could see she was struggling to draw breath (i.e. suffering) and because I had an eye on the clock (I had to get back home in time for the interview), I decided to take her to the vet's. We stopped at my place for a bit, and I just took her in my lap, stroked her, and talked to her, and every so often she would look up to me and let out a barely audible meow. So I'm comforted by the fact that she knew she wasn't alone when she died, though I feel slightly guilty about having left her on her own, knowing she didn't like it, all the time Mum's been away.

Edited at 2008-09-04 04:57 pm (UTC)
Sep. 4th, 2008 06:30 pm (UTC)

You have more nerve than me, I wouldn't be able to stay in the room. I hope your dad is okay.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:22 pm (UTC)
I'll not deny that it's difficult, but I've never yet left any of my pets to die alone, or surrounded solely by strangers. I figure if I can be there for them through the good times, I should be there for them at the end as well.

Dad's being a pain to all around him just now; he's having difficulty adjusting to his new environment. I haven't screwed up the courage to tell him of his cat's demise yet...but I'm going to have to tell him sooner rather than later. He was so very fond of her, and talks about calling a cab and driving over to see her one of these days.
Sep. 4th, 2008 07:12 pm (UTC)
Aw. I'm so sorry. There's just so, so much transition going on for you. :-(

On behalf of Apie. Thank you. You did right by her.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:27 pm (UTC)
Thank you. I wish she could have had less lonely final days, though.
Sep. 4th, 2008 07:59 pm (UTC)
((((hugs)))I'm so very sorry :(
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:22 pm (UTC)
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:10 pm (UTC)
*hugs* I'm so sorry.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:24 pm (UTC)
Thank you. She was a very sweet little cat, and having her around made my father very happy for a long time.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. :( *sends much love your way*
Sep. 4th, 2008 09:24 pm (UTC)
Thank you. The vet confirmed that she died of old age, but I can't help wondering if she wouldn't have lasted a few more weeks/months if Mum hadn't had to go into hospital and leave her all alone in that big house of hers. Apie wasn't used to being alone, after having lived with my father for most of her life.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:37 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry.
Sep. 4th, 2008 09:24 pm (UTC)
Thank you, and for the hugs.
Sep. 4th, 2008 08:52 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry.

Sep. 4th, 2008 09:25 pm (UTC)
Sep. 5th, 2008 12:56 am (UTC)
Oh, honey! I'm so sorry!

**many gentle hugs**
Sep. 5th, 2008 06:39 am (UTC)
Oh, those kitties! They don't half tug at our heartstrings...
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Sep. 5th, 2008 02:35 am (UTC)
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
Sep. 5th, 2008 06:40 am (UTC)
Thank you, dear.
Sep. 5th, 2008 03:06 am (UTC)
:( Losing a kitty (even your parents' kitty) is a hard, hard thing. *hugs*
Sep. 5th, 2008 06:53 am (UTC)
I was alright until I got to the vet's waiting room and realised that from that moment on, Apie's life was measured in minutes, not hours. I had Apie in my arms, so I bent over her and cried. The five other people waiting to see the vet all came over to try to comfort me, total strangers that put their arms around my shoulders and offered me their handkerchiefs. This set me off even more. Thankfully, I was able to regain my composure in front of the vet, so that we could deal with the situation calmly and rationally.
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