MiniHunterHorseFan
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Well, tomorrow we will have to take Ruthy, our 12 year old black cat to the vet for the final time. I picked her out at the pound twelve years ago as a six month old kitten. She reached through the cage door to tap us. She has survived through a serious, life threatening cold, a painful declawing, and a tornado. She had always been shy but sweet, but recently she had been becoming very friendly. She would tap us with her paw to get our attention so we would pet her. Then she would purr like crazy when we did. She sometimes would jump on our lap and if you would talk to her, she would answer back with a hearty meow. When she got hyper she would run across our dinning room floor and skid across it like an out of control skater. Not too long ago she became extremely attention seeking. When I would shut my bedroom door she would actually 'knock' on it until I would open it and let her in. Her favorite thing to do was to run to the blinds and bang on them until I would open them and let her watch the outdoors. A few days ago she became extremely sick and lethargic and we took her to the vet after a long night during which we thought we would not survive. After several days of treatment for a failing liver the vet relunctantly thought it would be best to put her to sleep. When we came to say 'goodbye' she was so happy to see us, we thought we'd take her home and just try to see if she would get better and eat some food. But it was no use. She is slipping away and we don't wish to cause her anymore pain. So tomorrow unfortunately we have to take her back to the vet one last time... At least she has had a good life.