I’m so sorry to read this; we were all so hopeful she would pull through
They are the children of our hearts and all the more so when they come into our lives unexpectedly. More often we choose our fur babies, but sometimes they choose us.
You gave her much in her short life. I’m sad she could not stay with you longer.
Condolences to you and yours.
A couple more thoughts…
When I took Harvey to the vet, I expected she would give him a shot of something and I could pick him up in the afternoon. I was telecommuting that day, so I went back to work while I waited. The vet’s office called and I thought they were going to tell me I could pick Harvey up. Instead, they told me he had died. I can’t tell you how bad I felt – still feel – that he died in a strange place among strangers.
It kills me that we could not be with Creamsicle. But we couldn’t let her linger until 5:00 and had to leave her at the vet’s at ten. At least we got to say good-bye. Creamsicle was too weak to purr her last couple of days. (Mrs. L.A. slept on the floor next to her Tuesday night and said she did purr when she stroked her, but I hadn’t heard Creamsicle purr when I tried to comfort her.) I cradled Creamsicle in my arms, on her back they way she loved, and rubbed her cheeks, head, belly, and body. She purred for me, and continued as the vet tech took her. But I still ache that we could not be with her in her final moments.
On the road leading home we saw a doe and two spotted fawns. Deer are not unusual up here, but they’re generally off of the road and not quite so near our home. I slowed down and they started trotting – in our direction. We passed the doe and one fawn, but the other fawn kept pace until I thought it was safe enough to pull away.
I understand you knew it was acute kidney failure. All I meant is the specifics of the “why” in the failure. For me, at least, it would bring up feelings of guilt along the lines of “If only I’d done ‘this’ instead” even without knowing what the “this” could have been to go on top of the grief. I’m sorry if I didn’t make myself clear earlier.
This is also why I hate when people use poison on mice or other small vermin.
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I’m so very sorry for your loss. She knew she was loved. She found the right people to adopt.
I’ve relatively recently become the owner of a feline friend. I’m so sorry to hear about your loss.
They creep into your heart and take it over. Best thoughts to you and the wife.
RIP Creamsicle 
I’m truly sorry for your loss. It does seem too soon, especially for one so young and loving. But she came to you because you loved her, and she stayed with you because she loved you. And that will stay true even now that she’s gone.
I’m very sorry Johnny.
This poem, “His Apologies” (Rudyard Kipling author) is about a dog, but the sentiments expressed over the life of the pet could make it any species. The first line of the poem is what I had engraved on the headstone of my beloved Nathan.
https://www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/kipling/his_apologies.html
I’m so sorry for your loss. Creamsicle was a lovely girl.
Mrs. Gap, Kitty and I send hugs. Your description of her life was touching. Other cats will benefit from knowing you.
Truly sorry about your kitty, JLA.
Tonka isn’t crying or even pacing. But he does seem to be looking for Creamsicle. He’ll sit on the deck and just look around listening. He’s curling up on a chair on the deck more than usual. I think he’s lonely. Since Creamsicle was at home as long as she could be, he saw that she was sick. I don’t know how much or what he understands.
I’m taking him to the vet at 11:45 today for a checkup, including blood work.
I took Tonka to the vet. Blood was drawn. Not Tonka’s; the vet’s. Tonka was behaving badly, while he usually takes it in stride. The vet gave him a sedative, and will draw blood and give him a physical later. I can pick him up at 4:30 this afternoon (4½ hours from now.) I hate leaving him. And I hate that he had to have a sedative.
One of my cats is so infamously terrible that the vet allows only me to restrain her. On a past occasion they tried the sedate and examine method. They ended up calling me to come get her. She was hiding behind some cages and was, er, irritated with vet personnel. It happens, is what I’m saying. Cats be cats sometimes (and Tonka is undoubtedly stressed about Creamsicle, which makes him irritable).
My evil Siamese are crying for you. As am I. Sorry for your loss. When I walked my dogs I placed a cat treat in a grotto for Creamsicle. Give yourself time to grieve.
Thank you for remembering Creamsicle.
The vet says Tonka seems healthy. 14⅓ pounds, good heart, she didn’t mention his lungs (he has asthma so he coughs ever other day), he’s eating and drinking (the sedative can make cats nauseated, so she saw what was in his stomach), and she took extra blood for extra tests. She’ll have the results in the morning, and she’ll call us. She said, ‘I don’t expect anything too bad.’ The ‘too’ concerns me, but I suspect there might be some things due to his weight. BTW, he’s been about the same weight since we adopted him. Right now he’s still groggy from the sedative. We’ll keep him indoors and safe until he comes round.
My condolences Johnny. May Creamsicle rest in Kitty Heaven.
I think Tonka finally realises Creamsicle is not coming back.
The vet just called. She said Tonka’s blood work is ‘spectacular’. ‘Everything is right in the middle.’
I told her Tonka seems to be missing Creamsicle, and she suggested we get a kitten to be a new kitty friend. I told her I don’t think we’re ready for that, and she said this is the time of year to find them.
Yes, the shelter I volunteer at has a huge amount of kittens. But, don’t do it until you are ready. The sad truth is there will always be lots of kittens. Take the time you need.
ETA happy Tonka is good.