Thank you all
Aug. 8th, 2011 05:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moominmuppetThank you for all the messages since yesterday. I'm doing reasonably well today; really emotionally exhausted but feeling relatively peaceful about things.
Last night I posted the news about Mushroom, and the pics. Today I called her vet and her pharmacy and thanked them, and Liv took me in to Gateway to have her cremated. I made a donation in her name and dropped off her extra meds for use by someone who needs them. I've disassembled her cage and cleaned up all her supplies. I've talked about her, and my feelings on this as a "good death", as much as I've needed to for the moment. Basically, I've done all the practical and gratitude-related things that help me with closure, and now it's just the getting used to not having her around anymore. Sad, but in a very calm sort of way. I've cried a lot, and am probably not done with that part yet, but I'm doing ok.
I'll miss my furry sleeping hat, and I'll miss the way she refused to stick her face in anything, and instead fastidiously dipped her paw into whatever she wanted to try (with mac and cheese, she'd spear noodles on her claws in you didn't keep an eye out, with liquids she'd daintily lick it from her paw and go back for more). I'll miss her rabbit-soft fur and the way she'd let me sleep with my face in her belly, her tail around my neck. I'll miss her gravelly voice, and her mouthiness. I'll miss her Evil Bitch-Kitty tendencies. I'll miss her beautiful tabby-tortie markings, and admiring all the details of her face. I'll miss her intelligence, and the particular bond we had over the years.
Last night I posted the news about Mushroom, and the pics. Today I called her vet and her pharmacy and thanked them, and Liv took me in to Gateway to have her cremated. I made a donation in her name and dropped off her extra meds for use by someone who needs them. I've disassembled her cage and cleaned up all her supplies. I've talked about her, and my feelings on this as a "good death", as much as I've needed to for the moment. Basically, I've done all the practical and gratitude-related things that help me with closure, and now it's just the getting used to not having her around anymore. Sad, but in a very calm sort of way. I've cried a lot, and am probably not done with that part yet, but I'm doing ok.
I'll miss my furry sleeping hat, and I'll miss the way she refused to stick her face in anything, and instead fastidiously dipped her paw into whatever she wanted to try (with mac and cheese, she'd spear noodles on her claws in you didn't keep an eye out, with liquids she'd daintily lick it from her paw and go back for more). I'll miss her rabbit-soft fur and the way she'd let me sleep with my face in her belly, her tail around my neck. I'll miss her gravelly voice, and her mouthiness. I'll miss her Evil Bitch-Kitty tendencies. I'll miss her beautiful tabby-tortie markings, and admiring all the details of her face. I'll miss her intelligence, and the particular bond we had over the years.
