One perfect moment
I adopted Jimmy and Mack a couple weeks before Christmas 10 years ago. Both had colds (feline herpes) which is contagious to other cats so I kept them in our fully furnished basement away from Ella. In addition to their colds, they also both had coccidia, giardia, congestion, conjunctivitis, diarrhea and neither would eat. And if all that wasn't enough, Jimmy also had a urinary tract infection, crystals in his urine and a horrible eye ulcer. During those first couple getting-to-know-you weeks I had to have a spreadsheet to keep track of all their medications and when each needed to be administered.
So, that Christmas season I spent every minute I was home in the basement medicating sick kittens, cleaning up diarrhea and wracking my brain trying to come up with something tasty and smelly enough to tempt them to eat. They were so sick. Since bringing them home I had never seen them play or heard them purr. I was exhausted and questioning whether everything I was putting them through was worth it to them or if euthanasia would be more humane.
One afternoon, I turned off all the lights in the basement except for the tiny lights on a table-top Christmas tree. I laid down on the couch under a downy comforter to look at the pretty lights and just be near my sick kittens. I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep when I felt Jimmy's little feet walk up along my body until he settled in the crook of my arm and for the first time, started to purr.
In that dark, quiet moment Jimmy was content, I was at peace and we were together. It was perfect.
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