Love takes up where knowledge leaves off.
Saint Thomas Aquinas
Animals are such agreeable friends –
they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
(Peaches in her beautiful prime / Julie Cook/ 2017)
How do you pick a day, a time or even the place for the death of another?
The death of someone you love dearly?
How can you be the master of another’s right to live or die?
Or perhaps more simply, how can one be given the tremendous responsibility
to glibly turn the hand with a thumbs up or a thumbs down?
…just like those various Roman emperors,
those long ago bloodthirsty leaders who were burdened, or perhaps gifted,
with such decisions— never seemingly having any internal
moral turmoil…none like I have had…
How in the world can one balance both mind and heart in
such everlasting ending sorts of decisions?
Oh there are those out there who seem to give such thoughts no never mind…
Those who have little if any regard for the living or the sanctity of
their, or anyone elses for that matter, life.
The phrase moral responsibility has been tossed at me like a
dead weight over the past several weeks.
As in…. it is my moral obligation to do the “right thing” by my
cat…my pet, my tender responsibility.
That being Peaches, the older of my current two cats.
She is/was 15 years old…
diagnosed with aggressive and advanced bone cancer in her jaw
just a few short weeks ago….
I’ve had a cat in my life ever since I was 6 years old.
Oh there was the occasional bird, fish, mouse, along with several dogs
over the years, but cats have been the constant.
So I did a little counting….
during the course of 57 years… that being from age 6 to 63, I have had a total
of 7 cats.
7 cats spread out over 57 years.
Some of them were more cat-like, while two of them were more dog-like.
(Yes even a vet once told me one of my cats was more dog-like than cat-like…
meaning they had a deeply bonding personality…not aloof and independent like
most typical cats.)
Peaches, who was more cat-like, came into my life in 2007.
She came as a lonely, lost and starving 8 month old kitten.
Our son had just graduated high school and had left for college when Peaches showed
up—it was as if on cue she came into my life when there was a drastic void.
She readily filled that void.
She was tenacious, street wise and determined to live.
And yet faithfully, throughout both the good and bad, Peaches stood by my side.
So fast forward to a recent divorce, upheaval and obvious loss…
all multiplied by a major move—
and suddenly, and oh so sadly, it came time for her to leave her post…leaving me.
So having overseen me resettled, I suppose she believed her job was complete.
It’s just that I wasn’t ready to make that decision for her, for me, or…for us…
but whoever said life would be fair…
And so I thank you Peaches, my dear tenacious friend,
Mommy will always love you!!!
(holding on to Percy’s tail, her surrogate child)
(Wednesday at the Vet’s when we said our good-byes)
“The Lord manifests Himself to those who stop for some time in
peace and humility of heart.
If you look in murky and turbulent waters,
you cannot see the reflection of your face.
If you want to see the face of Christ,
stop and collect your thoughts in silence,
and close the door of your soul to the noise of external things.”
St. Anthony of Padua
I’m so sorry for your loss. They are family and our heart breaks. Prayers for you.
Thank you Sue
Lovely Peaches who gave you much joy. Her last picture does look like she is tired and ready for a rest. Terribly hard for you to make that choice. It was good for her. Is Percy showing sorrow? Or do you think he will enjoy Kings-ship status? Love to you.
I think he is depressed— he’s the fig-like one and very attuned to his little world— I’ve never had to have an animal out down— life always dictated that decision, not me— I don’t like saying yay or nay-makes me more hard pressed over all the abortion and near term abortions— how can life be do readily dismissed?!
A truly troubling question, but not conflicted. I am confident a Just Judge will see to the outcome of those babies treated like trash. Seems like I only get around to reading WP late. So I’m ending with a NiteNite again. 😀
Very, very sorry Julie!
The pain of having to make a decision about a beloved animal in a situation like this is deep. That pain is there, no matter what decision is made. I view this as an act of love and mercy. It is a release from suffering for a companion you love unconditionally. I pray that in time all you remember are the precious moments you had with your dear Peaches!
Thank you Philly
I am so sorry for your loss, Julie. When our dog died, I sat on the floor with him and gave him shots of whiskey. It helps that he wasn’t in any obvious pain. I also have heard the lectures about “moral responsibility” and how selfish we might be to not, “do the right thing. “And yes that is the same argument we often hear when it comes to the abortion debate. I can’t reconcile any of that thinking. I just think it’s all messed up.
Thank you Gabrielle— and yes— that whole moral obligation thing has become terribly skewed!!!
They are family and so hard to say good by to…but it is part of life . Aren’t we blessed to have had them in our life even for a little while.
I feel very fortunate for having known and loved them all!!!
For us, it’s been dogs. Everyone, besides our current one, has had to be put down. It never gets easier. As a matter of fact, I’m concerned my wife won’t survive this next one.
I understand Don— don’t know if something happens to Percy I could get anymore pets
My condolences with the cat; you’ve been through a lot Julie with everything
Thank you Jim— I only thought 2020 was a tough year!!
I am so sorry for your loss.
I know it’s a hard decision. Our family had to make it once for a 20-year-old cat with aggressive cancer, and again for a 15-year-old with cancer. It’s never easy-and sometimes you are consumed with doubt-but I think it’s the right decision, tough though it is.
Hugs and blessings~🤗🙏
Thank you Robbye Faye!!!
You are so welcome, Julie!
Gosh Julie, I’m sorry I missed tis post. You don’t show up on my feed anymore for some reason so I have to remember to seek your stuff out. Anyway, I am SO sorry to hear about the loss of Peaches. It’s always so difficult when our pets die. We’re not”supposed” to grieve them like we do people, but how can we not?
You and Peaches were both blessed to have each other. Much love to you. 🙂
Thanks Tricia— you might need to re-follow as I’ve been so scarce as of late
I did. How are you doing?
I’m getting better day by day Tricia— this has been a helluva year— that has its ups and downs— I love my home up in the mountains- I miss my grandkids that I cannot see — yet there is so much good mingled with sorrow
I can only imagine Julie. What a time of transition for you. I’m glad you can also see the good, keep holding on to that.
Sending warm hugs, filled with sincere condolences, over this most recent loss to you dear friend. May God minister to your heart as you continue to grieve yet again. 😘
It’s tough being a parent, grandparent as well as pet parent!!!!