Now Grace Is Gone, Too

Yesterday we put our second cat in 12 days to sleep.

Needless to say, it hasn't been a great two weeks.

As you know, our other cat, Will, had blood clots and died two weekends ago. Grace, Will's 9-year-old sister from the same litter, seemed to (understandably) be moping around and appeared not to be eating or drinking very much. So we took her to the vet last Saturday.

Everything appeared OK initially, but the next day Grace didn't want to use her back legs much and basically stayed put. Paul then got a message from the vet: Grace's kidney's were not good and she needed to be taken to an animal hospital immediately.

So for three days -- Sunday through Wednesday -- her kidneys were basically flushed out. After the third day, the vet said we would know whether we should continue or whether it was no use.

It was no use.

So Paul and I left work early yesterday for the horrid task of putting our cat to sleep. She seemed tired, and we knew the only thing that was keeping her in good shape was the fluid she was connected to. And so we said goodbye to yet another cat.

For as much as I thought I disliked the cats, the place sure seems empty without them.

Paul, Will and Grace in Columbus