So Long Bailey

Last night we had to take Bailey to the vet. As Hubs was getting him into his carrier I knew it was going to be the the last time I saw him. Of course I hoped I was wrong but even though we didn't cover pets in nursing school I know enough to recognizes the signs and I figured it was the last time I would see him.

I was right.

The vet confirmed that his heart was failing and giving him a quick and easy passing was the last thing we could do for him. Hubs said he was cuddling him and when the vet gave him the Valium to relax him first, that was the end, his heart was just worn out.

Even though he was an elderly cat, up until the last few days I didn't see it coming. Barney is the one who has had one serious crisis after another. Bailey hasn't been sick a day in his life. In fact up until the move Bailey always seemed like a much younger cat than Barney. In hindsight there were some subtle signs that things weren't perfect. A part of me thinks that he was really just holding out until Hubs got home from the desert. He was his cat, you see. So I'm sure Bailey was glad that it was hubs who cuddled him last. I'm sure that made him more comfortable.

I had been praying that he would just slip off in his sleep at home, but sometimes things don't work out the way we want.

This morning at breakfast Barney kept looking around and sniffing the house meowing the whole time. He was looking for his brother I think. It's funny how animals can tell when something is not right.

Whenever Barney would see Bailey laying on my lap he would come right over and chase him off. Yesterday, Bailey was sprawled on my lap and breathing heavily and Barney came up and for the first time ever he just licked him a little and then lay down beside him. I guess maybe he was saying goodbye.

I like to think that St. Francis has a special section of Heaven reserved for beloved pets.

Hubs and I were remembering all the cute things he did, like playing fetch with Q-tips and paper balls. How crazy he would get with catnip and how he would beg for attention and then hiss at people. How he used to chase the dog. How he would stand on two legs and do "Mere-Cat." How his too-long and fluffy tail didn't match his body.

I am so glad he is not suffering but the house is too quiet today and we will miss him very much.