Our 19 1/2 year old cat, Vanilla Ripple, slipped away from us in her sleep today. We are very sad, but we are thankful that she went the way she did, so peacefully. My husband and I took turns holding her till about 2 am this morning. We finally fixed her a special bed beside ours and let her sleep there. We didn't think she would make it through the night, but she was a tough old lady!!!!!
She slipped into a coma about midday. My husband and I took turns being with her and checking on her every few minutes. I was with her when she took her last breath. I wrapped her in a pretty cloth, put a note and a flower in a box with her, and then we buried her in our front flower garden. We marked the spot with some river rocks.
She is at peace. Her health had been failing for a while, now. She had stopped eating.
Just in the past few days she wasn't able to jump up on the kitchen counter and some of the furniture. It is a real blessing that she went as easily as she did. She's been a good cat, even if somewhat spoiled. She was a house cat and the epitome of a "Scaredy Cat"! She was very shy, and would hide whenever we had company. She did become bolder in her last year or so, though. I guess it was just too much trouble for her to go find a place to hide.
We'll miss her.