She hadn’t been eating for a couple of days.
Yesterday morning we took our last cat to the vet. Her name was Aranlla, which is clearly a Mexican name. She was born in the Summer of 2006 and Jean found the baby kitten all on her own in the Mexican dirt. Jean took the kitten home immediately.
So all these years later we were down to a single cat: Aranlla.
Then a couple of days ago she went off her food and nothing would coax her to eat.
We left her at the vet and later on, about 2pm, the vet called and said that there was a long list of issues and what was our decision. Jean reluctantly said to let her go.
We went back to collect the body and she will be buried in our fields tomorrow (today!).
Within a few hours yesterday it already felt very strange. Thank goodness for our lovely, beautiful dogs.
P.S. The cat has now been buried! It looked so quiet. Of course, it was, by definition. But lying there in the bottom of the hole – so sad!