Archive | July, 2016

Crossing the Threshold – July 28, 2016

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Yesterday marked the end of an era in the Johnson household. For 22 plus years, BC had been an integral part of my life…through thick and thin. Yesterday, she crossed the threshold into the Great Beyond.crossing the threshold

For sometime, she’s been slowing down, sleeping 23 hours a day (not unusual for an old cat) getting pickier with her choice of food, showing signs of dementia, losing weight (from a max of 11 pounds down to 4.6) and, basically shutting down. Her vet had been hydrating her once a week for a while, but BC got to the point that she was done with that. She let me know in no uncertain terms that she wanted no more “help.”  In just two days’ time, I knew what had to be done. It was time to let her go.

In her memory, I would like to share some favorite pictures of her while thinking about what a good, ornery, independent, finicky companion she was.

Computer cat

Computer cat

She loved being outside with flowers

She loved being outside with flowers

After we moved to Minden, she took to drinking out of a glass or a Dixie cup…whatever the case.

After we moved to Minden, she took to drinking out of a glass or a Dixie cup…whatever the case.

Did you put booze in here?

Did you put booze in here?

Enjoying the spring sun

Enjoying the spring sun

Tripping out on some early spring catnip.

Tripping out on some early spring catnip.

After the catnip

After the catnip

Inspecting a new toy that her mother received…spewing crows. She wanted to drink from it but didn’t care for the intermittent water.

Inspecting a new toy that her mother received…spewing crows. She wanted to drink from it but didn’t care for the intermittent water.

Every pet owner knows that this time will come sooner or later and it’s no fun to make a decision so the pet won’t suffer. BC was a strong willed cat with ideas of her own and I think she sort of made her own decision as to when this would happen and was able to let me know what to do.

I am grateful to have had her in my life. She gave unconditional love (in her own way) and didn’t ask for much in return (except to be fed several times a day and get skritched a lot).

Rest in peace, little girl.

Rest in peace, little girl.

Thanks to Dick Schmidt for some of the photos.  He had a knack for getting her to pose for him.