Spot

Fri 02 June 2017

Wednesday, May 31 was Spot's last day with us. She had gone blind and deaf over the past year and in the past few months had become increasingly frail and disoriented. We made the decision on Tuesday and on Wednesday afternoon the vet and his assistant came over to our place for the final administration of care.

She had been in my life for just shy of 23 years. She was a stray originally so I don't know her exact age. She was young when I met her but not a kitten.

I never thought that she would live this long. In the early days when Spot was an outside cat, there were several nights where I thought I had seen the last of her. Then she would stroll in the next morning smelling of perfume and cigarettes from a night camping out at an undisclosed neighbour's. I remember my roomate and I standing over her like a pair of worried parents: "Where have you been? We've been worried sick!"

She has always been a survivor, using her charms and street smarts to get food and a place to sleep. Later in life she developed an arthritic hip and discovered that regular exercise kept it limber. She has insisted on daily walks outside for the past few years, almost regardless of the weather. She was outside walking on her last day, although her latest walks tended to be random in random spirals and she had to be carried back inside.

Helen did a lot to make Spot's life long and happy. She kept her coat and nails in good shape, prepared her special and favorite foods, and attended to her ergonomic needs around the house. Books under food and water dishes and yoga blocks and step stools to get into her chairs.

Spot taught us a lot about life and how to live it.

  • Seize opportunities when they present themselves, especially meals
  • Get out for walks whenever you can, even if the weather is bad
  • Love your peoples
  • Live in the moment
  • Every second is precious