Saying Goodbye to Socks
When I signed the purchase & sale agreement for my first home back in 2001, I was most excited to finally be in my own place so that I could get a cat. The condo we owned before the house didn’t allow pets, and after having a cat I loved when I was a child, I was eager to have my own pet. Surprisingly, it was difficult to find the perfect cat. The overzealous manager of a local cat shelter wouldn’t let me get a cat until I’d been in my home for at least 6 months. Another shelter required me to get two cats, rather than just one. After searching Petfinder one day, I found the perfect little cat – Socks.
Socks was 4 at the time, having been given up by her family after they had a baby. She was miserable in the shelter, and was down to only 5 lbs (after we owned her, she grew to a healthy 10 lbs). She was also a shy, anxious cat, and she liked to be alone. The shelter manager thought that we were the perfect family for her, and we brought her home shortly after closing on our house.
Socks wasn’t the most friendly cat, but she was loyal. She kept me company when my husband went out of town, and she provided me comfort when I had my miscarriage. She adapted well to both of my children, and they loved her. And, when I started working from home a few days a week, she sat by my side.
Lately, Socks has been miserable. She wasn’t happy when we got our dog, and she seemed to be uncomfortable in general. She still had regular vet visits, and there was nothing abnormal with her lab work. She was 16, so I knew our time with her was limited.
A day after we got home from our trip to NYC (we had a pet sitter checking in on Socks), something seemed wrong. She was crying and didn’t seem to be able to lift her head. When I pet her, her fur was cold. So we made the decision to take Socks to a vet emergency room, where we found out that she had advanced kidney disease. I could have hospitalized her to see if she would improve, but the vet wasn’t optimistic.
My daughter and I said goodbye to our beloved pet in that ER. We are just lucky we had her for so many years. I hope that she’s more comfortable.