Spike had gone completely blind and deaf and would walk into everything. In January of 2006, I thought I was going to lose her after a serious illness. But Spike being Spike refused to leave. She was about to turn 19 and I almost felt she would live forever. July 2nd she refused to eat. July 3rd Spike died. I had been expecting this for some time but it still hurt my heart. I put her down that day. The vet did say she was so very close to death. It was a quiet and relatively peaceful thing. She was unconscious at the time so it was as easy as it could be. And she did come back to visit - for those out there who believe - for 2 days after - the door to the bedroom kept opening on its own. She had gotten into the habit of walking in whenever the door was open or open it herself ( if it wasn't completely closed) with a paw.
I will miss my "pretty girl". She was one cat I could say I never saw another cat who looked like her. She was a true original. And I've added another angel to my brood.
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