Good-bye, Psoi

We lost a member of our family today ... our 18 year old "kitty", Psoidos. It was so hard to say good-bye. Fortunately, we knew this was coming and had about a week to prepare ourselves. Of course, that doesn't help when you're actually putting her down. We knew she wasn't well, but we were seeing just how many more days we could get with her before she suffered any. We feel really confident we timed it right. Her doctor was 99% positive she had an intestinal tumor that was most likely cancerous and that this was the cause of all her sad symptoms.

Our little girl was so much more than just a cat to us. Her little soul connected with ours and she responded to us much like a dog would. She felt our emotions and loved to show her love to us. She was a cuddle bug, which was one of the reasons I picked her out of the litter. She also was the runt and stayed pretty small her whole life, which is why we could never really call her a "cat." We got her when I was 13 and changing school districts right at my freshman year of high school. It was a miserable year and my kitty was seriously my only true friend. I'd come home crying and she'd cuddle me and lick the tears off my face. This was how we began our relationship and 18 years later, she's as much a part of our family as any other member (as weird as that may sound).

These pictures were taken last week when we first saw the vet. We knew they'd be our last...

We love you, dear Psoi, and we're so glad we got to be with you as you left us. We know you knew you were loved and we thank you for all the love you gave us... there just won't ever be another cat quite like you!