Last Wednesday on December 22nd, our most precious Uggs passed away. It was just a few posts back I noticed we told her story, feeling beyond blessed to have her in our lives. And too quickly she was taken.
There didn't even seem to be a proper good bye, from any of us, as we had taken her in to get spayed. Doing our part to keep the population down as well as stop her from going into heat, which she already had and I was NOT happy about it. When arriving at the SPCA to pick her up after her surgery, they made me wait quite a while. I thought Cati, the vet tech and a friend of ours, was just finishing up a surgery (Tuesdays and Thursdays are spay/neuter days). Then she walked out into the waiting room, red faced and tears. A moment that is etched in my head for what I fear will be the rest of my life. While you might be thinking, "really, over a cat?" I am saying Yes. Over a cat. My pets are my children, and at that moment my world stopped and flipped upside down. In a second; the second Cati opened that door. It can't be described the halt on my life. I've lost pets but while we only had this cat a short four months, the impact she had on our lives was immense and incredible. This was the most loveable cat I've ever known and she LOVED her people. She was not your typical cat snob. She was a little loveable person in a cat body. I have yet to find the words for her and the joy she brought to our lives. That's a post for another day, I'm sure. After talking with Cati and trying to contain myself, I had to call Josh and let him know what happened. He came up to the SPCA where he was told and then we went to see Uggs for the last time. It wasn't the Uggs we knew but it was nice to talk to her and pet her for one last time. They took her to a cat veterinarian to do testing and find out what went wrong.
The next day we were told Uggs had a platelet disease, a blood disorder is how I understood it. After the surgery, her blood was supposed to clot after they sowed but didn't. Her blood was too thin and she basically bled out. It was the inevitable. Unless she would have went her whole life without having any surgeries or wounds, she would have survived. There was nothing we could have done to prevent it. She was born that way. A very special kitten indeed.
I still try to make sense of it. It still hurts like a pain I've never had before, one that I can't even describe. I still cry everyday and it's the little things that will spark it. I still feel like she will be coming around the corner prancing with her fluffy tail straight up in the air. I pray for this to get easier as I already know it's a smidge easier to handle day by day. But nothing will heal the pain. I miss her more than words will ever know. We love our other girls; they are our world. But Uggs was the best pet we could ask for. She was perfection. Too perfect. I know God has a plan and everything happens for a reason. It's been hard to stand by that these last few days but there is. I just hope God helps me to see what it is.
Our gorgeous Ugger Bug :*)
How can you resist a pound puppies face?!
