I'm grieving over a cat.

juggernaut · 2005-09-15, 12:17 AM

Wishing you the best man. Losing pets just sucks, you just cant find that type of love from any human.

Bill · 2005-09-15, 12:39 AM

I just wanted to say I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone's stories and thoughts. I'm sorry I'm not responding individually to each one, but I just can't, right now.

Thank you.

MrYum · 2005-09-15, 01:12 AM

No need to respond Bill...you just take care of yourself and your fuzzy little friend.

Pet lovers know the unconditional love of a pet is something so special.

All the best to you man...hang in there.

Bill · 2005-11-05, 06:53 PM

Well, it's been a hard week. We euthanized Luce the cat about 5pm friday, and buried him on the hill behind the house this afternoon.

He was only supposed to live a few days after the first diagnosis, but we gave him the best of care, and he lasted strong and happy for seven weeks, untill earlier this week, when the cancer caught up with him. He still had nice days weds and thurs, still hunting, outside all day, but clearly weaker. On his last night his breathing was very hard, and friday morning it was even worse. He also stopped eating much on weds, only taking a few bites to please us.

He spent the day outside, but fairly ill, and we knew it was time. We gave him a little valium, that the vet had given us for this purpose. I dissolved it in water and we squirted it into his mouth, to avoid the struggle of giving him a pill. When it was time to go, he was so relaxed and stoned, and the valium had made his breathing easier. He was almost his old self, and I was feeling bad about taking him to the vet for his final moment. But Marisa got to snuggle with him and hold him as we drove in, and afterwards she said it was like a dream come true, to have him snuggly again one last time.

I've been in a state of denial, really, about his death, while Marisa has been greiving more for us both, so this was all harder on me than on her. I had doubts, and almost backed out, because Luce was having such a good reaction to the valium. But it was the right time, I knew it was, as much as I didn't want it to be.

The experience with the vet was really very good, as good as could be hoped for. It was a very quick and peaceful death.

Driving home, we had a strange and meaning-charged synchronicity. As we were approaching the house, about a half mile away, it was near dark, and we were stopped by a bunch of cars stopped together on the road. We realized that a car had hit a deer, and that the deer was badly injured and struggling and flopping on the road.

As we drove thru the obstacle of the 3 or 4 cars, I looked at the deer in misery, and knew I had to do something for it, and told Marisa I intended to get a gun and help the deer. We were a minute from home, I dropped Marisa off with Luce's body, got a rifle and flashlight, and went back.

I got out of the car, asked if the deer was still alive. The two people who were left there said it was, and I said I had brought a gun. A few seconds conversation, agreement that the deer should be killed. I shot the deer in the brain and killed him instantly, and shot him again, to be sure, which is what you are supposed to do. I checked the deer to be sure he was dead, unloaded the gun, took back my flashlight from the man who had hit the deer, who had been holding it for me so I could get a clear sight picture.

I've been driving up and down this road for 27 years, and today was the first day I've had to do something like shoot a deer to put it out of his misery. Since I grew up on a farm, I have killed many animals in my time, hunting, butchering, and putting injured and sick animals to death. So, it was somthing I was very familiar with, but not something I've done for many years. How strange that I should be called upon to do it only minutes after I had held Luce the cat as his heart peacefully stopped.

I drove home, and Marisa and I have spent the night having a wake for Luce.

He was an amazing cat, and especially in these past two months, he has been a huge inspiration for me.

Thanks for listening to the story, Bill

p.s. If you ever have to take your pet to be euthanized, I recommend the diazepam for your pet, it made everything so much better.

Bill · 2005-11-05, 07:13 PM

Thank you Tommy. I know you have a bunch of animals in your house, and you have a passle of kids to, so all this fuss over a cat must seem over the top to you. But I appreciate that you understand it's been hard for me.

Here's a picture of Luce about a month into his illness, hunting down by the stream at the edge of my property...

Tommy · 2005-11-05, 07:21 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bill

Thank you Tommy. I know you have a bunch of animals in your house,

we have a zoo here and not by my choice
if it were up to me we wouldnt have any animals

to tell you the truth I thought running down the street with a loaded rifle and shooting the deer in the head was a bit out there

no offence :-)

Bill · 2005-11-05, 07:34 PM

Thank you Cleo.

Tommy, I know the thing with the deer was "out there". It was an intense experience.

But, I'm an experienced and I'm not afraid to say expert gun handler. I didn't "run down the street with a loaded rifle". The rifle was in a case, and I only slipped the clip of ammunition in place a few seconds before firing, after making certain I knew exactly what was behind the deer, and that all the other people were well behind the firing line. Instantly after finishing firing, I removed the clip and ejected the round in the chamber, and replaced it in the clip, and returned the rifle to it's case.

I've been handling guns since I was 10 years old, and have been trained by professionals. I am one of the pickiest and strictest gun handlers you will ever meet.

If you had seen the deer, you would have known that it was the greatest possible mercy that I decided to do what I did.

But, I acknowledge, it is an extreme story, and that most people might well think badly of me for having chosen to do what I did.

cosmiccat · 2005-11-05, 07:50 PM

Bill, you are absolutely my hero! It does get easier with time but it never goes away. The best way to assuage the pain is to go to the shelter and give another kitty a life. The new one will never take the place of Luce but can perhaps become just as special in time. Take care.

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2005-09-15, 12:17 AM	#1
juggernaut Registered User Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Central Jersey! If I was rich and powerful I would dress as my avatar does. Posts: 1,448	Wishing you the best man. Losing pets just sucks, you just cant find that type of love from any human.

2005-09-15, 12:39 AM	#2
Bill Selling porn allows me to stay in a constant state of Bliss - ain't that a trip! Join Date: Apr 2003 Posts: 3,914	I just wanted to say I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone's stories and thoughts. I'm sorry I'm not responding individually to each one, but I just can't, right now. Thank you.

2005-11-05, 06:53 PM	#4
Bill Selling porn allows me to stay in a constant state of Bliss - ain't that a trip! Join Date: Apr 2003 Posts: 3,914	Well, it's been a hard week. We euthanized Luce the cat about 5pm friday, and buried him on the hill behind the house this afternoon. He was only supposed to live a few days after the first diagnosis, but we gave him the best of care, and he lasted strong and happy for seven weeks, untill earlier this week, when the cancer caught up with him. He still had nice days weds and thurs, still hunting, outside all day, but clearly weaker. On his last night his breathing was very hard, and friday morning it was even worse. He also stopped eating much on weds, only taking a few bites to please us. He spent the day outside, but fairly ill, and we knew it was time. We gave him a little valium, that the vet had given us for this purpose. I dissolved it in water and we squirted it into his mouth, to avoid the struggle of giving him a pill. When it was time to go, he was so relaxed and stoned, and the valium had made his breathing easier. He was almost his old self, and I was feeling bad about taking him to the vet for his final moment. But Marisa got to snuggle with him and hold him as we drove in, and afterwards she said it was like a dream come true, to have him snuggly again one last time. I've been in a state of denial, really, about his death, while Marisa has been greiving more for us both, so this was all harder on me than on her. I had doubts, and almost backed out, because Luce was having such a good reaction to the valium. But it was the right time, I knew it was, as much as I didn't want it to be. The experience with the vet was really very good, as good as could be hoped for. It was a very quick and peaceful death. Driving home, we had a strange and meaning-charged synchronicity. As we were approaching the house, about a half mile away, it was near dark, and we were stopped by a bunch of cars stopped together on the road. We realized that a car had hit a deer, and that the deer was badly injured and struggling and flopping on the road. As we drove thru the obstacle of the 3 or 4 cars, I looked at the deer in misery, and knew I had to do something for it, and told Marisa I intended to get a gun and help the deer. We were a minute from home, I dropped Marisa off with Luce's body, got a rifle and flashlight, and went back. I got out of the car, asked if the deer was still alive. The two people who were left there said it was, and I said I had brought a gun. A few seconds conversation, agreement that the deer should be killed. I shot the deer in the brain and killed him instantly, and shot him again, to be sure, which is what you are supposed to do. I checked the deer to be sure he was dead, unloaded the gun, took back my flashlight from the man who had hit the deer, who had been holding it for me so I could get a clear sight picture. I've been driving up and down this road for 27 years, and today was the first day I've had to do something like shoot a deer to put it out of his misery. Since I grew up on a farm, I have killed many animals in my time, hunting, butchering, and putting injured and sick animals to death. So, it was somthing I was very familiar with, but not something I've done for many years. How strange that I should be called upon to do it only minutes after I had held Luce the cat as his heart peacefully stopped. I drove home, and Marisa and I have spent the night having a wake for Luce. He was an amazing cat, and especially in these past two months, he has been a huge inspiration for me. Thanks for listening to the story, Bill p.s. If you ever have to take your pet to be euthanized, I recommend the diazepam for your pet, it made everything so much better.

2005-11-05, 07:34 PM	#7
Bill Selling porn allows me to stay in a constant state of Bliss - ain't that a trip! Join Date: Apr 2003 Posts: 3,914	Thank you Cleo. Tommy, I know the thing with the deer was "out there". It was an intense experience. But, I'm an experienced and I'm not afraid to say expert gun handler. I didn't "run down the street with a loaded rifle". The rifle was in a case, and I only slipped the clip of ammunition in place a few seconds before firing, after making certain I knew exactly what was behind the deer, and that all the other people were well behind the firing line. Instantly after finishing firing, I removed the clip and ejected the round in the chamber, and replaced it in the clip, and returned the rifle to it's case. I've been handling guns since I was 10 years old, and have been trained by professionals. I am one of the pickiest and strictest gun handlers you will ever meet. If you had seen the deer, you would have known that it was the greatest possible mercy that I decided to do what I did. But, I acknowledge, it is an extreme story, and that most people might well think badly of me for having chosen to do what I did.

2005-11-05, 07:50 PM	#8
cosmiccat You can't keep blaming yourself. Just blame yourself once, and move on Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Arizona Posts: 351	Bill, you are absolutely my hero! It does get easier with time but it never goes away. The best way to assuage the pain is to go to the shelter and give another kitty a life. The new one will never take the place of Luce but can perhaps become just as special in time. Take care.