Forgive me for a sad post.
I said goodbye to Morticia today. It is so hard to let pets go but she has not been doing well, has been having breathing problems, and it was time. This photo is a couple of years old because ladies should always look their best in tributes.
She had such a quirky personality. I adopted her at 6 mo. old and unlike all my other cats, she didn't like playing or sleeping as a group but preferred to be by herself. She was sweet and funny and feisty and smart. She went through some "terrible twos" for a while and would terrorize my other 2 older cats and the black lab I had at the time so much that she would be put in "time out" in the bathroom for 2 min. till she calmed down. She quickly learned what "time out" meant and soon all you had to say was "Tish time out" and she would march in the bathroom and sit on the bath mat. Even after her terrible twos, she liked to hang out on the bath mat.
She also liked to drink out of the faucet and would meow at the top of her lungs to get someone to run the faucet for her. She never did learn what water conservation was and that we shouldn't leave water dripping during the drought. When my dad remodeled the bathroom for me a couple of years ago, he took out the sink and Morticia threw a fit because her sink was gone. Of course we didn't help matters by repeatedly asking "Tish where's your sink?" And she would meow and meow at us indignantly like she was saying "how dare you remove my sink!" She was really happy when a new sink appeared with a better faucet for drinking. That's how I knew she was really doing badly recently because she stopped asking for water from the faucet.
I am comforted that I could give her a graceful and dignified last day. I have the kindest vet and he really is great with my cats. I took her there mid-morning and Morticia passed away in my arms with no pain. I hope she is somewhere where faucets always drip with cool water and she can be her feisty smart self.